Morning story

Under the grey
Plastered red
Powdery
And thick black lash
Roses drift
Around
Pointy shoes
And kitten heal   
Speaking of
The retired Scottish
Friend
Lifting leg on the ballet
Pole                                       
Mother dying at 52
Son dying at 24
Grandson at 3
And I turn down my music
My words
Nestle in my restless
Heart