The answer – part 2 of “Every answer has a problem”

A cocoon just formed around my soul;
it nurtured me, made me feel whole.
It’s in the form of a little child
with a heart so gentle, mind so wild.
Her simple touch – head on my chest
was Nature’s healing at its best.
Her warmth breathed life into my smile
and brought it forth – it took a while.
It’s out there now upon my face;
rescued by her simple grace.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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