In winter my mother flies to see her dad.
My mother would do anything to see him.
She flies through the rainy season to the south of India.
He will be waiting.
He sees blackbirds bathing in the puddles.
He hears rain drumming on his windows.
He thinks about Sheena in New Zealand.
He falls asleep.
He waits to hear the sound of Sheena’s voice
and feel the strength of her arms around him.