Appearing before me I saw
in a thrift shop full of stuff
a beautiful carved statue of
a woman holding three hearts
in her arms..

Held it for a second, admiring
the carved hearts in her
colored autumn painted gown
her hair piled on her head..

I knew it belonged to someone who
loved nature, freedom of spirit
wild, roaming the wilderness of
wonderment, carrying her love
deeply with three hearts in her
arms safe from harm.

Have her on my table by flowers
dried with care, how lovely she
attracts imagination bliss.

A story behind her carved beauty
from someone deep in thought of
someone loved dearly in spirit.



(A memory carved in wood)



By Derena
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