Dominoes
When two parts of my life cross paths
I can't resist some smiles
Although they may diverge
By many years and many miles.
My aunt, who just turned 89,
Plays dominoes for fun
And calls to tell me, with a laugh,
How many times she's won.
Today my grandkids came to play
In our vacation place,
Discovering their dad's old toys,
Soon strewn about the space.
A highlight was the dominoes,
Placed carefully in line,
But unlike when my aunt competes,
Just strictly for design.
It warmed my heart to think about
These bookend sets of tiles,
Both much enjoyed by those I love
In very different styles.
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