How can we be lovers
if we won't let love
come between us

Dry luck
flakes fallow forehead.
       (I’ve come for you.)

It promises, a hundred times, to grow
and recklessly rakes the earth.
My nails: long, pointed, poignant.

Digging into and in with my hands.
Crossing and holing XXO
       (I love you but you’re lost.)

Brave little ducks
Swimming in the water
Brave little ducks
Doing what they oughta.

Along came a swan
A black necked swan
And the little duck
Went quack quack.

Love Grandma xxo