crazy grandma

the old squeaky swings
in the backyard
thousands of books
on the stairs
the tea bags and the pipes
the sweets the tattared sweets
the boiling pots fizzling the best marmolade
the paintings all over the floor
the shoes and the biggest collection of hats
the lipsticks perfum jewellery
and fairytales chineese porcelain dolls
she'd make your chicks blush
she'd calm the scarry thoughts
and the purring cat on a rocking chair
the old old fotos somewhere with someone else
and all the love letters
she kept in the small green box
and all the engagement rings
never given back
the rosary beside the cherry bottle
and the home made wine
crazy is even the one eyed cat
she had to keep for herself