Bound to Melt Your Heart

The last note

I got from you

arrived three

years ago today

on Valentine's day

when you were

eighty something

and I was lost

between lives

and I was

surprised and

bemused

at the time

more melancholy

than grateful

for that rare

note of sentiment

from my only mother

not knowing

not knowing for years

that a few weeks

later just as I was

to be launched into fresh

serendipitous adventures

you would be marooned

in an impenetrable

fog around your present

moment never

to think clearly of me

or my lives

with pride or disappointment

or anything inbetween

again