I can hear you saying it
out here through the foggy nethers.
Where did he learn that from?
A simple line of words
well beyond his seven years.
Grandpa Bill
of course, that was one of his.
You stare long at the child
before looking up
skyward,
and I know you can't remember
when you last spoke my name.
© Graham Sherwood 01/2016
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