Dust and mud lay caked on the cracked and broken floor.

Dim rays of light shone through a boarded window.

Stale bread sat on a gnarled table.

A filthy street was for a moment visible as an old man walked through a rotting door.

The grandfather handed a single treasure to a young boy, sleeping in the dust.

The child awakened, looked upon the toy with wonder,

And focused his pale blue eyes upon his grandad with love.

Grandfather and boy feasted upon the hardened bread together,