Jan 08


her eyes hold the secrets of children,

her smile speaks their truth, 

her life lies between the fine lines 

of the pages, and her heart 

sings the songs of the forgotten ones. 

she can fold you up small

and sit you on her lap, 

making you a home underneath the 

wooden floorboards of her domain. 

She can make the coldest of nights feel warm with one laugh, and she can share with you the knowledge of a thousand generations with just one embrace.