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                      twelve years since Mum died
                                a short lifetime
                      in a weekend

                      I gaze back at the Mona Lisa
                                who reminds me how
                                hard to meditate
                      wanting her life to have
                                been worthwhile
                                I smile slightly





… part of: mum
death wormhole: all the while / on a wall opposite / Mum’s flat almost / 12 years after / her death
meditation wormhole: grey sky
Mum wormhole: To my Mum
muse wormhole: ‘”I don’t know,” he said …’
smile wormhole: passing
time wormhole: ‘the blue misty hills …’