Grandmother Gladys

From once plump beginnings she’d come
Bearing nectar for bees and butterflies
Fluttering with short sweet breaths
That gladden the hearts of those weary.

Bearing nectar for bees and butterflies
She opened herself to giving small beauties
That gladden the hearts of those weary
Traveller’s who’ve lost their way.

She opened herself to giving small beauties
Though time marked her darkly withered, shrunken, different;
Traveller’s who’ve lost their way
In stillness find her offering gifts yet.

Though time marked her darkly withered, shrunken, different
From once plump beginnings she’d come;
In stillness find her offering gifts yet
Fluttering with short sweet breaths.