For the next 2 weeks (we don't have class Feb 15)- I have to write a poem illustrating an emotion without having any words depicting emotion. I wrote about my Grandma. Not sure which emotion I am evoking here, but it sure ain't happy. 

I was the apple of my father and mother’s eyes

And had them wrapped tightly around my fingers.

Now I have problems getting out of my chair,

I can barely see the buttons on the remote

To turn those shrill unfamiliar voices off.

So I stare at the TV until a bodily function beckons me elsewhere.

I got better grades than my half-brothers.

I got our family and servants out of China while pregnant.

Now at dinnertime I’m treated like a toddler.

They say I can’t leave until I’ve finished my noodles.

I’m not hungry and don’t want the damn noodles.

I think I’ve earned the right to not eat.

My husband cherished my curves.

No wonder we had four kids in five years.

Now my granddaughter apologizes profusely

For wrapping the elastic waistband of the adult diaper

Around my sagging left breast.

Why do I bother wearing a bra these days?

I taught English in China.

I taught Chinese in America.

Now I pretend to forget my English.

The nurses are always trying to get me to cooperate.

Just leave me alone with my inscrutable thoughts

And let me be young and free in my memories.