Grandpa...YSM2023

He's old and tired, he said
Heavy in his chair and
the weight of his bones
pull him even deeper
down into the wicker.
His spoon, he holds like
a screwdriver and his skin
is translucent as expensive
paper.
His ears are cold and he
covers them with his hands.
Or perhaps it was to shut out
the sound of our loud, banal
conversation that he is simply
tired of listening to. He has heard
it before...many times

THE END

a reply to: olaru12

He needs to stop drinking! Nice one!!!

a reply to: olaru12

Very touching, olaru12! It hit close to home.

In part, i relived my own Grandfather's later years, but, more worryingly, I see myself on the same journey... forty years too early.

a reply to: olaru12


Poor old Gramps, I'd bet we can all seee a bit of our own grandpas in the first part of your descriptionb, nice one!