Monday, March 15, 2010

Helping hand

Every morning, he sits there silently with her. His arm rests on her, she just stands there passively. Something was amiss today; she was lying on the floor next to where he sat. He was completely helpless and couldn't give her a hand. A kid came running to his aid and returned his walking stick.

2 comments:

Cynic in Wonderland said...

wonder why everyone seems to be writing introspective type posts these day. even 55ers

trauma queen said...

trauma!!!!