Poem by Joanna Svensson
THE NOVEMBER CHILD
An ice-cold night in November
Many many years ago
A little girl was given birth
A girl who would change it all
In the warm, illuminated kitchen
By the time she was about to be born
Was her grandmother and a midwife
Her dearqest mother and by her side
A guardian angel
Shining so bright
And so the little girl was born
With a gentle caul on her sinciput
As rare and uncommon
As but one in a million girls
It was said to bring luck
In the land where I was born
And my first bright new star
Was ignited in my sky
Through the mild lights of the kitchen
A calm and gentle voice was heard
-I will lead you through your life
And I will always protect you
Should the road you’re trav’lin’ down
Diverge from straight ahead
And so it was – I remember clearly
My inner voice – my inner me
Leaves me no doubt
That you’re always there
In my nearness – in my heart
I’ve seen your halo shine in the dark
In the darkness when I felt
So sad and lonely – and frustrated
All alone at the emptyness sea
You have always bought me
Strength and awesome power
You have always given me
Hope and belief
You have always said
That I have inside me
So much love
So much happiness
To share with others
On my path of life
An ice-cold night
At the end of November
Just like many
Many years ago
When time gets near
I start recalling
The time that’s passed
All memories
So for my inner
My childhood – teenage
My grown up life
Pass revue
I am so thankful for
My life’s fulfilment
Oh, so grateful for
All good advices
Infinetily happy
For all the love
That’s given me
This November night!
©® Joanna Svensson
