Simple souls, they don’t know when to laugh
So they cry just in case
Secretly hoping to be remembered
As profound and empathetic
As it turns the other way round
This bitter experience appears
To be a knowledge of life, prompting them
To act important which only adds comicality.
But they never lose their simplicity
Unlike many of us, who have lost it
Without much care, and maybe
For a humbler reward, than expected.
Gram saw the comicality of the situation
She never put on airs or lived above her station
The rest of them took themselves too seriously
Enormous eye-rolling was done by Harry and me
Gram smiled at our ability to see through the bull
She thought the rest of them had far to go
They were dissecting the new neighbor’s every word
Most of our kin can be outrageous and absurd.
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