Wednesday, October 04, 2017

rain bow cloud with sea monster

This morning at breakfast she said 'grand mom, you're old'
I said that was true.
I asked her how she could tell.  'is my hair old?
She nodded.
'Is my leg old?'
'Yes.'
She stroked my arm.  "your arm is old"

She looked at my face.  "your face is old"
She looked at my eyes.  "your eyes are old'

Are they crinkly? I asked her.
She looked carefully at them, crinkling up her eyes.
And nodded.

5 comments:

Caterina Giglio said...

well, from one crinkly grami to another... it is good to be old.. xo

Suzie said...

It’s better than the alternative! And yes, I have old hair, too! Love the honesty in kids.
“Grammie Suzie”

Mo Crow said...

whenever I think of the effects of time I remember these wise words from Keith Richards, "Getting old is a fascinating thing. The older you get the older you want to be.”

Robbie said...

Gotta love our grands. funny post...thanks for the share!

gaile said...

Such precious moments!