Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Grandpa Scott, drawn by me, age 6

I find my drawing of him

I was six
and I remember
the star shaped clock
that hung on the wall

He sits in the yellow chair
the one by the gossamer curtains
and his bookshelf
that holds the near and dear
his pipe
Prince Albert
and tootsie pops

he puffs
on his pipe


that’s what he did


he leans forward
one hand
for his walker
drawn in profile
it is placed
in front of the tv
with the red pedestal

the drawing
leaves out
his missing teeth

and me
missing him

I find my drawing of him

stuck in the middle of King Lear
in my mom’s faded book of Shakespeare.

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