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.


Cynic in Wonderland said...

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

trauma queen said...