Black Hair

With your small face

And wispy black hair turning grey

You stood by my cot

Watching over me,

Protecting me.



Your thin frail frame

Masked by a heavy coat

You'd sit by me and keep me warm.

You could make me laugh

Without saying a word.



The doctors visits

Became more frequent.

Then one day you collapsed.

Your wispy black hair matted

As they shipped you to help.



My whole family loved you

Particularly my granddad

So much that,Fifi,

When you left for good

So did he ...