The Void
My Grandson’s Secret Pocket
My Grandson has a secret pocket, some where in his new coat.
It’s purple with press stud buttons, and a hood, and has a place to warm up his hands, he joins his friends in the playground and waits because this is where he stands
He waits in line with other children, for the teachers to call out his class number. One by one they go, as they head to their class - room, to learn about the world around them. They can be quiet when they walk, but sometimes they talk, but today there isn’t a problem.
He hangs up his coat on his own peg, then sits in a circle on the floor ; as the teacher reads out the register, and calls out his name. He sits and stares at is new coat. and gazes with a glint in his blue starry eyes. As he imagines what wondrous things that might be hidden inside.
Some where in his pocket, there’s a place where rocket ships fly through space, as astronauts float into worm holes in different dimensions of time and place. Inside his coat there is a jungle, in a tropical paradise full of wild animals that reside amongst foliage and giant trees. Where colonies of big purple ants gather around. Looked over from above by luminescent honey bees.
My Grandson has a secret pocket, where he hides his coin collection they are hidden from view, in a secret location, guarded by and army of plastic soldiers. No one is allowed to see them, because they are under their protection.
In the day time he wears his coat with pride, but during the evening it hangs up in the hall - way at home. He sits with his family and watches T.V. while his coat stays in a quiet place, so his secret pocket can stay hidden inside.
My Grandson has a place that he thinks is really great, a tiny world in his coat, that is mystical inside, you can never tell anyone it’s location, because that’s where all his treasure’s hide.
My Grandson’s Secret Pocket
