Monday - Lullaby
Sep. 6th, 2005 11:50 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ninanevermoreI drove by the Grim Reaper this morning with my window down, and I noticed he was singing a lullaby. He had a baby in each arm, and other children clung to his legs as he walked. One clung to his back with her arms around his neck and was studying the tattoos on his right arm with interest.
I'm sure he's had weeks worse than this past week, but he sure looked tired.
It's all part of the job, I know. It's what he has done since the Dawn of time. But as with any job, some days are worse than others. You can tell by looking at him that he prefers the company of adults; children make him feel awkward. He had that look that people who don't normally have to deal with children get when they suddenly find themselves surrounded by them - kind of overwhelmed and stressed and tender all at once.
I've never heard him sing before. In spite of his rough appearance, he has a beautiful voice. I was surprised.
I'm sure he's had weeks worse than this past week, but he sure looked tired.
It's all part of the job, I know. It's what he has done since the Dawn of time. But as with any job, some days are worse than others. You can tell by looking at him that he prefers the company of adults; children make him feel awkward. He had that look that people who don't normally have to deal with children get when they suddenly find themselves surrounded by them - kind of overwhelmed and stressed and tender all at once.
I've never heard him sing before. In spite of his rough appearance, he has a beautiful voice. I was surprised.
