Write me a poem in diminishing verse. (The last word of each line should gradually “diminish” from one line to the next, by removing one letter from the beginning of the word.) The stanzas are three lines each. There should be three stanzas. The poem is about cold, elderly people, and a young person.
**The Visit**

Every time I visit, there is a draft.
I perch on the rigid couch, my raft,
As the elders place themselves due aft.

Grandfather is like a mean old pirate.
His voice is spiky when he is irate.
He mocks my youth as if I don’t rate…

He speaks of bringing out the shears.
Grandmother pokes my hair when she hears.
Her frozen fingers graze my ears…
