Mum brought her kazoo to Zoom.
She dragged her bed into the garden
to hear the blackbirds in the morning:
cooked a trout on a fire,
fished from the bottom of the freezer.
Kept her distance.
Tripped over a riddle
and told us it was nothing
even though her wrist was broken.
Wrote a letter to my uncle
so his dying wasn’t sterile.
Made a rainbow out of gingham.
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