Grandmother’s wallpaper has seen many things,
Marriages, babies, family gatherings,
Tears of a mother, tears of a child,
A reassuring hand and chastise so mild.

Small sticky fingers clutching apron strings,
Grandmother’s wallpaper has seen many things,
Jelly and cream, egg custard and tea,
Sello-taped packages under an antique Christmas Tree.

Child to Adult the grandchildren evolve,
But a fondness for Grandma will never dissolve,
Grandmother’s wallpaper has seen many things,
A penchant to love is all that she brings.

Twenty years on under hospital light,
The walls are flat and bland, barely a blemish in sight,
Back at the flat we pack up her things,
Grandmother’s wallpaper has seen many things.