Getting out in the sunlight
after a season in the old people’s home
there she is, pushed by an angry looking woman
who wears sunglasses and an expensive coat.
Her wheel chair is brightly decorated with balloons
and she is smiling. She made it through another Winter.
“Let’s go to the harbour!” she says with her birdly voice.
“I want to be close to the water!”
I am not sure this is a good idea,
as the expression of her daughter’s face is changing.
“Yes mother, what a lovely thought!” she says
before giving the chair a big push in the right direction.