i want to sit
the way old folk use to,
like grandma.
sittin with grandpa
talkin in silence
on the porch.
wide awake
watching the sun
fall asleep.
they saw things.
they saw things
with their eyes open,
things they eyes couldn’t see.
i want to sit like that
– still, grandma sat,
rocking in her chair.
by K. Osei
nature7blog 