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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required "Why you sitting out here Dele?", She squeaked. "You gonna be those tiny bitters' food!", She exclaimed. If there ever was more to Ollie, It'd be more squeaks and exclaims. I sits on the stairs out on the porch. She makes to draw myself up, I stay stubborn still. Even in ninety, I still got flesh; Not only sack of bones, so I still heavy. She sighs loud, And takes a space beside me, Then she turns to look at what in my sight, Over the wall- the Sunset Condo. It been in my view for sometimes now. "What find your interest there?". She chuckles, honey-sweet. "You find a lucky new wife?" My lips stay together. I see her scratch her arm, One of them bitters already got her. They don't come for me, I already dried up and wasted, I already old. "No one wants to be themselves anylong." I mutter. "When they looking in the mirror, they desires to be others." I turn to look at Ollie, Looking youngish like she don't age a bit. Tears roll down her sweet cheeks, The front door opens, "Come on Grandpa, let's go inside." I hear a girl say. "Ollie?" Ollie's still beside me, She's still cries. "Why you cries Ollie?" "Not again Grandpa!" The girl voice exclaims, "Not again with the Ollie!" I don't mind the girl's voice, She's stays background, Only Ollie here. Don't cry Ollie, I want to say, But strong hands lift me up, "Dele? Dele?" This voice is male and deep. "Ollie's crying." I say I looks up to the man. "Ollie looks sad." I say, and point to Ollie who still looking away. "Let's just go back inside Dele, and we'll talk about it." I looks in his round big eyes and see Ollie a bit. I turn around; Ollie's gone, "Your ma's not here, is she?".
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