When the Granddaughters Leave

When the granddaughters leave tomorrow,
we’ll stop finding bits of colour all over the house
from purple hairbands to pink bracelets,
from scrunched-up chocolate wrappers
to half-drunk bottles of Fanta, and tiny frilly skirts
or cut-off denim shorts strewing the floor.

When the granddaughters leave tomorrow
taking their dancing legs, their big eyes, their laughter —
he'll put away the family photos, I’ll rearrange the fridge.
The cats will reclaim some territory: their favourite chairs.
We’ll remark on the quiet, and the emptiness of the space.
We’ll resolve to chat to them much more often on facebook.


NaPoWrMo Day 8