Mum, But the Jacket
Today you didn’t extend
Your left able hand
To embrace me
You didn’t touch my locks
Or lightly clasp my hand
Or notice fashionable jacket
On your youngest son
But just yesterday you buttoned him up
In wordless silence
your one-handed success
Outside the hospital
Since hoarfrost turned into dew
May that change only
Mark your infirmity
Hospital in Giżycko, 28 December 2007