Grandpa

 

Today I sat with
Both my loves
Today I held them
In my arms

 One love is soft and warm
A small bundle of wriggling flesh
A ball of laughter
A tiny hand in mine

One love is tall and strong
Wrinkles where once was firm, smooth skin
An intense love that feeds my needs
A gentle love, drawing me to feed his needs

 Both loves are mine
One is new wonder
The other … fine aged wine

Ruth Jewell, © April 29, 2008