Her wrinkled pale face
Laughing at my silly jokes
Her crystal eyes twinkling
A little thoughtful of the question I paused
Do you remember grandpa?

The eyes red with the dust
The pain in our throat
Shouting “free us”
But all we had were slaps and punches
Do you remember that?

Like dew if happiness he came in the morning
With the summer’s warmth
He did but hut and run
Sucked my nectar and vanished
I’ll always remember that