She turns 74 yesterday

And tells my nephew

she is 47

He is too old now to

believe her

yet old enough

to let her be.

 

They dance together

to the music of ‘happy

birthday to you’

Laugh together

 

She spreads her arms

and twirls.

Her hip-hugging hair

twirls with her.

Their laughter merges

as I watch them on screen

I laugh too.

My sister holding the

phone must be laughing too.

 

So many ages in one phone screen

So many pixelated movements

So much laughter to hold onto.