Grandad..

This is after poetry club meet up, carried working on it when got back, based on an idea of a person and an item of clothing ( followed by reading someone else's work)

He wears an old hat

Pushed all the way back

Soviet cowboy-

Pushing 86 still knows where He's at

Old, dirty hat on He's head-

Head that went bald while he slept.

 Still remembers the days of glory-

Then times were less boring

When He was young and bold-

You - can never get old

I - dont want to get old.

He met her on the street,

Both covered in January sleet

Back then She was glam-

He slowly turned her into a Nan

Together they've lived ever since

He is her prince, hated and loved

She- everything He's  adored

He's diamonds and gold, 

Stories too many to get told-

Together they got old.

Reviews

[ZakLeonRamsey]

What a brief, romantic story. I like it that you have the need to upload minor details of your family tree, like writing about your grandad. Now some people may not care, but I would care to read anything, from A-Z.