I’m Concerned
There’s an elephant in the room.
Sis and I drove from NE and CO
To see our oldest sis, her three
Kids, grandkids and great-grandchild.
The one-year-old great-grand child,
A chunky package of cuteness,
Sports brown hair, and brown eyes
That don’t seem to track.
I look into his eyes, no connection.
We smile at him and he doesn’t smile back.
He hasn’t started crawling yet.
He doesn’t babble, just cries when tired.
I don’t know if they’re unaware
Or if they just don’t want to talk about it.
My sis, a nurse, and me a caregiver,
Are both concerned, but don’t ask.
My oldest sis has her own issues.
Her hubby died, but sometimes she forgets.
Will we be here the rest of the week
Coexisting with an elephant?
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