Granny

You’re not vulnerable are you?
I would never have guessed
Unless you said

You’re not fragile are you?
You look strong enough
To break me

Surely?

You could break me
Into a thousand pieces
I’ll sweep me up

In the bin I am
But still
You don’t seem happy

Stop sulking in the corner

Look at me

I’m broken

Assuredly

I promise

Crack a smile
For no spark here
Abides anymore.

No not ever

Its winter
I think its winter

Why? What are your reasons?

Well there’s snow on my boots
And my nose is cold

Ah such valid reasons
You look tired
Have you slept much?

For a thousand years
And then a thousand more
But I’m tired still
I’m tired still

You must be ill dear
You must be ill
Do you feel well?

I feel…I feel
Tired, I’m tired

We’re all tired dear
Born tired are we
All of us are

Tired till the day
Well.
Till the day we die
For time goes on

It takes its toll dear
You’re still tired?
We all are dear

Tired till the day

Till the day we die?

Yes dear; you’ve got it

Granny

Rachael  Hope

Bridlington, United Kingdom

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