Sonnet For Sam Poem by Michael Maxwell Steer

I admire the quiet dignity you bring
to what you do, and the degree of thought
and care you apply to everything.
Maybe some things don't turn out as they ought -
for if there were any justice in the world
we'd all be kings!But as it is,
my dearest son, we labour where we're hurled
and in the chaos seek to decode our senses.

We're heirs to a great tradition of being nobody,
but it's from this we draw our melody:
The courage to be wherever we make our homes,
to sing our song as inspiration comes.
Above all this my darling boy we love you
and long to see the open sky above you.


After his flat was flooded: : 05/07/2009