Poetry

His Granddaughter – 10/9/17

His granddaughter’s hair is long,

While he’s been going bald for years.

They’re sitting, shoulders brushing,

Attention caught ahead.

She leans over to whisper, he bends his ear in,

And when she moves back

About ten long hairs catch on his arm,

Linking them across ten centimetres of space.

 

-zu

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