An Old Photo

An Old Photo

Granny is sitting on her rocking chair
And showing me an album...
"Look", she says,
"This pouting baby is you,
 And this man smiling through
 The happy, crinkled eyes
 Is your grandfather..."
.....
She then turns some more pages,
And on coming across another photo
Of her resting her head on the chest
Of her loving husband,
She gently moves her trembling fingers
Over that photo as if caressing him,
Then gently closes that album
And smiles to herself bemusedly,
And looking out of the window,
Starts rocking her chair once again,
Silently fondling its arms.....

Though I know nothing much
About my grandfather,
Except for his grave, which by now
Is almost lost in the tall grass,
Yet I can see him in  granny's eyes,
Who is now perhaps feeling his touch
Through the arms of her chair.

-Portia Burton