Eyes shine forth, as
they beckon
and seize the caldron
of all that’s come
before.
Knowing
all they’ve seen,
relieved, and
shaped after a parcel
of the pear tree.
Instrumental in providing
a comfortable tether,
as reality becomes
show stopping
and compartmental.
Living
a life of their own
believing in all
that their shown,
and holding onto
the wealth of a
reality grown
from seeds
planted long ago,
cradled, tended, and
watered with love and a
tenderness all their own.