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My mother's dementia, caring, coping with loss.

The Invisible Tea Tray.

Water_witch-2by Abigael25 Aug 2019

She sits --- mute,
eyes not sensing
the density
of a shrunken world
in a bubble.




Life's music plays faster than she comprehends
races away from her...

so alone,

until a gentle touch ---
holds her close

hearing a familiar voice
in this place
she feels safe


She mumbles --- mother?

Guiding her hand to the plate
her daughter replies.

"Yes, I am here, I love you,
eat your tea darling"

Her world is small,
and the tea tray ---
lies outside her bubble.