I. Flashes of Memory

Mom and dad carted  me and my siblings

To their house–little pups then.

 

Grandpa Ralph had another stroke.

The ambulance truck arrived

At the same time as our pearl white

Suburban pulled into the driveway.

 

Dad flung the door open, slammed it shut

As he rushed inside past the little rose

Bush walkway to the door.

 

We were told to stay inside the vehicle.

We weren’t allowed to go in, to see.

 

Only moments later, I stared through

The window as grandpa was being

Taken into the ambulance.

 

That would be the last stroke he ever had.

 


⌊ © Serena Delgado (May, 2018) ⌉

⌊ Photograph by Serena Delgado (May, 2018) ⌉

 

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