A Letter to Katherine

Dear Katherine, things arenít as simple as they seem,
Sometimes fate just comes and intervenes.
You must believe me I tried every single way,
To be there tomorrow, to see your school play.

Please let me explain, before this turns to tears,
Why I havenít made it for the past few years:
Different jobs and places so I could earn enough.
When mum took you and left me, it made the money tough.

I have all the photos from all the different years:
Snow queen; Tinkerbell; now youíre Juliet.

What your mum says about me, it really isnít true.
I do all I can for money Ďcause it shows my love for you.
A restaurant job is all that I could get,
Iím hoping for promotion but it hasnít happened yet.

Do you remember your visit when you were just a girl?
To the hotel that I worked in, you gave us all a twirl.
To think that even then her friends were saying leave
She said ĎIím tired of excuses that can never be believed.í

I have all the photos from all the different years:
Snow queen; Tinkerbell; now youíre Juliet.

But she could only see the weaker side of me:
The chances left untaken, my gullibility.
But the photo with the roses says she loved me once
Some things can best be mended only by absence.

I only hope youíve understood what Iím about.
This is written in a whisper: we donít need to scream or shout.
There was nothing more important than your school play,
I start with good intentions, but it seldom ends that way.

I have all the photos from all the different years:
Snow queen; Tinkerbell; now youíre Juliet.

©Stephen Baker 2001
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