We sat there drinking our coffee
When she said to me,
“I have a mouth full of words”.
What a strange expression I thought,
I wonder what caused her to say that,
But the words just did not come.
She looked at me in silence,
Smiled and drunk her coffee,
Back into her own world,
Her own world of dementia.
She looked up at me,
Smiled,
Said “I love you”,
Were they the words that had filled her mouth,
I wonder.