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Monday, February 22, 2010

February drabbles - 22

Prim and propper, she sat on her deck-chair, gloved hands folded, feet together and a handky perched on top of her gray head. She seemed a picture of misery. The beach scene unfolded, bright sea under featureless sky, pale sand scuffed, children’s feet and animal paws, seagull claws and happy laughs and caws; she ignored it all.

Trousers rolled to his knees, barefoot (and hairy of foot), Grandpa kicked the beach-ball between seashell goals and laughed as he played with the child. Then they came together to sit by gGandma’s knee, their love the key. Prim and proper, she smiled.

1 comment:

Alina said...

An lifelong romance. How beautiful!