Core #1

my little self

A dream: I take her with me in my little boat. we are floating on the slow river, I’m not sure of the direction. I cradle her in my arms, that little girl I was. I tell her stories, I make her laugh, I squeeze her. We are whispering silent secrets, our fingers make playful movements in the water, the sun glows above us nice and warm. I’m taking her where she belongs.