Our phone calls are become a travelogue:
last week she was at the beach,
on Monday she was visiting her son,
on Wednesday she was at work,
and today she’s in a restaurant waiting for lunch.
But she’s thinking of going home soon.
I don’t query or correct,
Why would I?
when her mind is giving her better stories
than the truth.
anotherKate 
The last verse is good……
Thanks Don 🙂
At least you are both in touch, Kate!
Yeah, and she (my mother) still knows who I am, even if she doesn’t know where she is. So, I guess that’s good.
Yes, it is. 🙂
Oof. That second stanza says so much
Thanks. I edited it down from something more explicit, wasn’t sure if it was a bit too obscure now.
I think it works as is. I don’t think it needs to be more explicit. You manage to convey so much in few words.
Thank you ❤
yeah epic sagas are way more fun
and in time it is hard to remember
just what did go down!
Indeed, and very apt – my mother had a fall and has no memory of it now. Which, on the whole, is a good thing.
most likely
Gosh! That might have been a blog!
It could! “Where mum thinks she is today”. 🙂
Sensitively captured kate
Ooo — powerful twist, Kate!
Thanks Bill 🙂