Memories of her are strong

I'll never forget her face

She was sweet

kind

crazy.

I used to go visit her

Every single day

She sang

sat

read.

Locked in her ten-foot square

She was exiled from the world

She was lonely

hungry

sad.

She's been crazy since I was born

She used to be the life of the party

She was funny

happy

friendly.

Her husband left her one afternoon

he never came home from work

She was worried

horrified

mad.

She left her house at 8: 15

To go find her man

She was determined

focused

stressed.

Grandma wandered for a month

We thought she fell off the earth

She was lost

tired

insane.

They put her in a room

With a chair and some books

She was confused

breathless

angry.

She died when I was ten

That was the best thing for her

She was free

content

alive.