The Granduate: On a Very Special Relationship

Friends Now 

The girl on the couch, unwell

Are you expecting? I say.

Clearly

The anticipated storm of temper
failed to 

materialise 

A slight smile from him. 

At least,  he says, I'll see him grow  

in my lifetime 

Through the years he drove the boy

to and fro from school, putting him

through his paces. 

He watched the boy catch the egg,

kick  a  rugby ball through high posts,

wield a mean cricket bat on the field. 

He saw the boy off in his father's car

laden with high hopes, books,

and essential technology. 

He imagines the boy -white-coated - 

working with 

phenomenally powerful magnets. 

And now, today, he sees him

in cap and gown, 

beard trimmed, hair clipped. 

The boy throws his cap into the sky

and has  very special smile

for his grandfather. 

July 2015