And the Ayes Have it!

Glance across near vacant room.
Elicit kind response.
Silent soul sits in the corner.
Twiddling with a skein of scarlet embroidery thread.
Elderly lady rocks on her wooden chair.
Muttering to herself.
Her nose in the air.
Small brindle puppy.
Curled up in front of the open hearth.
Sleeping peacefully.
Two people and a dog.
Sat in near silence.
The rockers on the rocking chair.
Swinging back and forth as if a metronome.
In a world of their own.
Taps time near silently.
Click clack.
Occupants look up.
Eyes of starlight.
Sudden sparkle.
Life apparent again.
Time moved fast.
A grey afternoon.
Sudden thought.
Said she, with nose in the air.
Like she didn't care.
Think there's a job to be done.
Need to walk the dog.
'Aye,' said the near silent one.
The heather called loudly in a blaze of mauve.
Aged lady.
Silent tear trickled down her cheek.
'Aye,' you have to in sorry retort.

Misses days walking the dog.
In the good the old days.
When she could still walk!
By ladylivvi1
Something different for a change!

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