12-22-2012, 09:48 AM
Wow, that is a wonderful poem! You have, in such a minimal amount of words, really painted a texture of Nana that is so lovable. The line "I burried my nose into her folds" in just a few words lets us know she was definitely not a skinny and brittle Nana and we also learned that you were a young child remembering her. Once again, a wonderful poem. Thanks.

