Yesterday we walked
holding hands, mum.
We went to a bar
with sunny tables.
Two blocks away from
Lore’s house in San Isidro.
Lila looked at you as if
you were six years old.
Singing on the radio.
Four generations and
Pedrito’s† little red car.
Chocolate for him
latte for you.
You were happy to know
that I am happy
with Ana.
That she is good to me
and she loves me.
But in our selfie,
you were no more.
And I wanted to cry
because mums should never
leave their children.
Not even for their Alzheimer’s.

+Pedrito is your grandson mum.

Many thanks for the corrections and suggestions Dr. Julian mindel

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