Open the door and let me into

the winding labyrinth

of what is true

and face me full on

at the time of story telling

in the light.

Open your heart to my need

of wonderous fairytales

in sepia tones

and give me credit

for having the courage to be

someone other than you.

know that I have learned much

on how to embellish

that which is not

and opened the door

to giving thanks

for mother love.

© Renee Dallow ( Hybiscus Bloom. )