Hour 1

 

“Don’t run around the around while 

I’m oiling your straggly hair!”

“Which of these goodies do you want to eat?”

“Which story would you like to hear today?”

 

Time drew deep lines into her face and life

And her wrinkles grew deeper

And she grew more beautiful

As I watched year after year

 

Time smoothed out razor sharp memories

And she slipped slowly by

Into a cloud of happy oblivion

As I watched year after year