Fear sinks its teeth in deeply
confusion and mistrust
of the unknown
and the unknowing
with fangs as sharp
as the scalpel-sharp words
some hers
some mine
I regret
the scars
that I may have left
on her heart.
unlikely friends
we two
different worlds
different decades
and yet
I find her
my friend
Motherly concern
mixed liberally with
the admiration
that I can not help but find.
Fear still ties
parts of her heart
but the laces are loosening
and the beauty
that lies within
creeps out to the light
like the sun
reflected from unblemished snow
I see her shine
and in the brilliance
a glimpse of the future
reflected