Happy was she before the news
Laughed heart out before her woes
She tumbled and tossed
With her gorgeous son as they played
When will Katrina smile again?

How could such news pass her by?
She hadn’t gotten a wind
She had been playing with her lad
The breaking news broke her
When will Katrina smile again?

There had been a serious attack
In the camp where Kibby worked
It had happened in the dark
The soldiers were attacked
Majority left for the dead
When will Katrina smile again?

She checked the list
Her eyes full of mist
Here was among the dead
Luscious Kibby, Katrina’s beloved
When will Katrina smile again?

She wanted to cry
She wanted to die
His son thought it was a lie
Down on the ground she lies
When will Katrina smile again?

With deep grieve mourned her sun
And forgot her son
She locked herself in her room
The breaking of things told her doom
When will you smile again Katrina?

The son sank into depression
Tried to get his mother's attention
Katrina never got out of her room
Your son needs you Katrina
When will you smile again?

She showed up during the burial
Her eyes had sunk deep into sockets
Her mind far away
She was really feeble
When will Katrina smile again?

She went back to her room
Broke glasses and whisky bottles
She fought inner battles
She was slowly losing her son
Smile to your son Katrina

Sam sat silently in a corner
His room was messy
He was drawing things
He didn’t talk to anybody
Tears rolling down his cheeks
Sam needs you Katrina

She was about to do the worst
She served whisky
Poured poison in the same glass
She was tired
Your son is knocking Katrina

She looked at the glass
She cried
As she was about to drink
Her son shouted
"Open the door mum
I want to sleep next to you
Why do you hate me mum?"
He was sobbing
Come back to your senses Katrina

She rushed to open the door
Her son was there nose bleeding
She hadn't known
Her son was sick
It was not time to cry
It was first aid time
I'm sorry Katrina, take heart

The son is well now
The mother is still scared
She tells him she is sorry
The boy picks the glass
He says it is soda
Katrina hasn’t seen yet
He is about to drink
Katrina kicks the glass
You almost killed your son Katrina

The boy is shocked
Mum has never been like this before
He runs to the door
Katrina is crying lying on the floor
Lying on broken glasses
The boy goes back
Stand up Katrina your son need you

Sam goes on his kneels
He utters in tears
'Get up mummie
Do not give up
All will be well
You need to eat something
You have become thin
It's okay Katrina put yourself together

She looks at her son
She smiles for the first time
She stands up
The boy hugs her
She tickles her son
He tickles her back
She says
"Come here small Kibby
We will get through this together’
The boy imitates the late dad
He says
"You look beautiful Mrs Kibby
Kibby misses you
But I love you more”
He tickles her
Alas Katrina is laughing again