a story

This morning I talked to my grandmother
She is with her boyfriend farming in the garden,
Flowers and carrots all day.
She will be 88, he will be 91.
First time I met him years ago,
My grand mother was his doctor.
He gave me beautiful paintings, special gift to remember him forever.
His children were there, with papers,
Grandchildren, probably thinking when a...they will leave.
I didn't know that punk cloths looks so good on me.
Almost next day my grandmother calling me:
We have a new friend.
I thought it was a dog. We like dogs.
It was this old men.
My aunt took two weeks off, massage and accupancure.
Grandmother was feeding him by the hour,
I was cleaning rooms non stop,
My mom got involved,
That was the beginning if old people love story.