Remember

Remember

I remember a house with concrete floors

A  rag rug in front of the fire

Tin bath hanging on the wall outside

A coal shed and a privy

I remember a kitchen table to hide under

An old black range always lit

Fascinated with hand grated nutmeg 

A pantry full of wonders

I remember an old upright piano

Still perfectly tuned

With yellowing keys like teeth

That my father used to play

I remember a woman

Grey hair tied back with a bobby pin

Impossibly old she seemed

Bright smile in a wrinkled face

I remember sitting in the back of my mother’s car

A mustard coloured mini

A puzzle book in my lap

‘Nana has died’

I remember waking from a drugged stupor

Seeing my daughter’s new born face

And just knowing

This was Hannah too

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Sara Parker-Fuller