Light Blue

EthiopiaRiftValley©robcullen151010

Light Blue

It’s the colour of forget me nots,

a beautiful long light blue shawl,

used now as a tablecloth,

a way of remembering

those days I suppose.

It hangs on the wash line,

stained by a spill of red wine,

remains of the house party,

celebrating your birth

and the four years since your return,

memories of Addis — more distant,

maybe not — somethings still vivid.

I regret the spill, despoiling the blue,

the stubbornness of the stain

lingering still, hanging on still.

An evocation of the way,

life turns unexpectedly.

The accident of your creation,

the battle of your birth,

the fight for your life

and the way you grew.

And now look at you,

there are no regrets of any kind.

©robcullen03082021

In tribute to my daughter Beth Cullen and her work with people over this Earth

.Resistance Poetry

Verse as Commentary

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