Elephants

 My mum liked elephants so I bought her one.

Elephants never forget.

Neither do people.

My mum was tall and thin.

She once had long, dark hair.

She played the piano.

And the organ.

And once long ago, the mandolin.

Elephants are huge but they can still be hurt.

Size doesn’t matter whatever anyone says

My mum brought me cough stuff in the night.

She bought me the things I loved

Nothing was too much trouble

Nothing was too expensive, despite a careful life.

My dad, too. but I’ll write about him another time.

My dad liked roses.