ferocious defender of
hearth and home, yet
how softly she embraces
those she loves, only
a fool would cross her
with a thousand stars
in the night sky to wish
upon remember to listen
to your soul, emotions,
the heart, cannot
be trusted
gentle breezes
sweet birdsong
shade is growing
boughs are greening
beneath the late
winter sun
~kat
like mercury colliding... 