“He liked to observe emotions; they were like red lanterns strung along the dark unknown of another’s personality, marking vulnerable points.”~ Ayn Rand

There is something so tender in you,
a Chinese lantern fragility
where babies smile
at angels hovering over their beds

Something weeping in you
like a gnarled cherry tree
dropping blossoms.

Something beloved in you
a moment of surrender
when the door is closed
and no one can reach you.

There is something so tender in you.

Vicki Woodyard