A short poem for June by Susan Gately

[New City Magazine – June 2021, page 23]

I can but give my spoonful

I can but be a tile

In an extending mosaic

Stretching out in time

My all – a drop that will pass

Quickly followed by another

And another on

Important that the water pass

From living generation

To generation

Unimportant that my drop


I am there now

You were there till yesterday

I can still love

And so can you

From a different dimension

Water of life run on

Through me, through us

Through those to come

Until we share Assados

And heavenly distilled wine

In Paradise.

(Dedicated to Omar)

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