The Elephant's Trunk
The elephant’s trunk faces the door
Good fortune, good fortune
Ever more
Her beauty is timeless
even with age
and his stately manner
will always engage
Slowly she bends
to move his chair
and straighten his legs
and brush his hair
He coughs with eyes closed
breath ragged and thin
barely audible
asks why him?
She has firm hands
but delicate skin
blue electric eyes
frame bent and thin
The grandfather clock
chimes a new hour
a life time together
unbreakable power
moving as one
through history and today
hardships, success
shared all the way
a nurse and a lawyer
the best educated I know
recite old songs and tales
of adventure and woe
And to the seniors' lunch
they’ll hobble together
while my grandmother
gently hums her wisdom
for grandchildren to remember
"You have to give a little
Take a little
And let your little heart break a little
That’s the glory of
That’s the story of
Love"
And the elephant’s trunk faces the door
Good fortune, good fortune
Ever more
Copyright © Krystal Cochrane | Year Posted 2013
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