Que Sera Sera(What Will Be Will Be) Poem by Giovanna Marie

(dedicated to my wonderful loving and giving mother)

Que sera.sera What will be will be
mother would sing to me
a child of three
had great love for my brothers and me
we had not many things we wanted
but had all we needed
I remember her voice reassuring
what will be will be will be she would sing
the future is not ours to see

a young women of eighteen
searching for life's meaning
and what my future would bring
A psychic couldn't tell me
The Guru could not say after chanting all day
the preacher would advise me
a maharishi couldn't enlighten me
meditation was not the answer
the cards were a lie

But will never forget till the day I die
my mothers' song to me
Que sera, sera
what will be will be

A women now with my own family
trying to sort things out
clearly not meant to be
was way too exhausting
not too shocking to finally see
que sera que sera
what will be, will be
I now sing to my children
words my mother sang are today true as then
Now at last I comprehend

(c.) by Giovanna Clay-Scarfino 02-06-08