Angel
The sky is a beautiful blue
Underfoot a black sand beach
The Sun is my warm friend
But just outside of my reach
Then I am at school again
Bright new and shiny
Learning again things forgotten
Studying how to be tiny
All my children are here
Grandchildren too
May be at the circus
May be at the zoo
I walk into my smartphone
A life built in screens
Neatly curated
Old age, Adult, Teens.
Time and space envelope me
Moving from first to last
Times arrow curving
Mixing future, current and past
None of this upsets me
As I stumble on the sand
Because my angel walks with me
Still clasping my old hand







