The smiling lady in the chair.

[crookedspire 10]

An old lady sits opposite me she smiles as if she knows me but then she asks ' who are you?' I reply ' I'm your grandson ' O I see' then she goes quite again and smiles as nothing as happened.

 

The room she sits in is full of memories photos of her late husband and family dotted around her, loving memories of times gone past but these memories are now long gone now instead she sits and smiles.

 

' Who are you ' the smiling lady asks again and I dutifully reply ' I'm your grandson' then she continues to smile it will be soon be time to leave .

 

But time and place have no meaning anymore you see this lady suffers from Dementia but still she smiles .