While I was visiting Mom
every day, I could come home
only around 9 p.m.

Nana was alone at home
all through the years
for nearly 7 years.
She would sit on the lid of the bathtub
and sing a song for me
while I was taking a bath.

It was a beautiful vibrato
with her tongue rolled up
as if to soothe me.

Now that I am at home every day,
she doesn’t sing a song
but just relaxes on my lap.

Peaceful and graceful days!
Hope it will last forever…
(June 18, 2022, Nana’s birthday)