Sep 22

My grandmother sings

My Grandmother sings with an irish accent 
her voice warbles, wrinkly and warm
sweet as a bird's song,
and a hearth in the heart of autumn
My grandmother signs in the room next to me
as the storm hits, great gushes rattle the roof
and im distracted from the homework I should be doing,
but my grandmother's voice is earthy, 
and clear as a mountain stream, bubbling.