Grateful...in Torment

"Click" on the red phone button
The Skype dashboard dims
Terminating our video chat
Thankful for this technology
That brings worlds closer
That brings me closer
To her, my beloved aunt

Remnants of the stroke
Still evident on her slack
But still kind and beautiful face
With closed eyes
I conjure up images
From memorable moments
Shared over a lifetime

She's a different person now
But always loving, caring
Sometimes staring off
Does she remember
How she picked me up
And dusted off  my scraped knees
Held my hand in comforting silence