she
plunk knees
creaking
my fingers sand

settles
my scrabbling, stained hands
my heart
in
me
fondly please
me
home
to me
me
and and
my
me me
what was
unguarded
this
warble
slurred
gladly
i should
take them
salvage them
we
oh
i can
i will
remember


Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Valnuary, in the year 921 AF.