Dear Grandpa,
yesterday on the way from Uni
back to home
I came across an old man
with white hair and friendly smile.
Just like you.
He was holding his granddaughter's hand.
The young lady had a barbie schoolbag
and was eating vanilla ice.
Just like me.
I'm not sure if it was real
or just my sorrow
living in a big city
all alone.
I only want meet new people
but I must be invisible for them.
With love,
G


Georgia N.