Grands Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Grands



Grands

Grandchild is seven grandpa seventy
Almond eyes, heights one to three.

“And what else? ” old man asks
In Chinese; I guess, think.

I smile at the cane and the age
Both teach me.

Old with tongue; young by act
Both lovely.

Monday, August 17, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: observation
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