Auckland Poetry

No Fuss Grandad

(A Message from one of the harem – pleasured by beck and call)

No Fuss Grandad
He wanted no bother
He wanted no fuss
He wanted the harem
And the thoughts of lust –

Of nurses and teachers
.. of those he could trust
The grandchildren gathered
around the bedside
Tenderness and tears
were today’s exercise
A beer did follow with the boys he knew best
Final farewells were downed from the chest

Who’d have thought that tooth decay
Would lead to the play out of final days
The end of an era,
Led by a chapter of tears
We’ll wait for you to slip and disappear
Into your final resting place

So you go now No Fuss Grandad
With family, love and God’s grace.

Deana Platt 12/11/07
(Kenneth William Platt RIP 13/11/07 3.35 a.m.NZ time)