Dogs like pink

Dogs like pink he tells me

After sixty-nine hard years

With several dogs I never knew this

He is young at seven

 

We hardly know each other

Three days will be a short visit

I work to join him in play

Making memories for our sake

 

Wait, Grandma, watch this

He taps the screen

Building his Minecraft world

Not understanding I smile

 

Daddy is allergic to cats

He begins to confide

Smiling as he looks up

From his blocky construction

 

Will I see this child married

Having his own babes

Who know things he will not

Asking him why