Big Woman in Long skirt

Moved to the table
and he followed, looking old, shrunken.
She sat and he stood apparently bowed
until he joined her.
To sit it seemed, with a person of higher rank
made him shy.

Then he regained his glasses from his pocket
and a spirit entered his face as they began to talk.
I could see the humor
relax in his eyes.

He must have been her father.