My go at a Tweebird-inspired mini: See his at
http://sunrisebedtimes.blogspot.com/
Once upon a time there was a very old man
who sat in a window
dribbling his daily dinner.
He had buried his wife, a son and a lover.
He saw their faces in the face of the young carer
as she spooned his food.
He could walk if he wanted,
he could wash himself too,
and yet he wandered why they treated him
like a child.
