these early summer days
find auntie in a deeper maze
of lost in the past
memories of times gone by
blue sky and childhood friends
fast forward to a wretched end
today she didn’t remember me
pieces of the jig saw gone
scattered and eaten by brain’s decay
i had morphed into my mother
her brother’s wife and she was so
delighted to see me
you look so young she said
how do you do it tell me how
where have you been all these years
why am i staying here my dear
can you take me back to the square
to see my mum and dad
glad the visit was cut short
caught in the misery of dementia
and the fear of what comes next
so held her hand and hugged her
what else can you do other than
reassure her and say we all love her