The memories of photographs ...

I'm sitting with my mum who's lying in her last bed - 

She holds Anne's hand, then Jane's - 

Every so often, my mum points to a corner of the room, saying something we can't hear - 

Through the window I can see the garden of the Care Home - 

The sun casts shadows upon the lawn - 

Framed photographs offer their tender memories - 

11.30

Friday 16 March 2018

Belmont Castle 

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