My Aurora Borealis

💐For My Mum💐

She is solid sunshine. A flower always in bloom, never losing her petals.

Every moment with her is origami - something as simple as a plain piece of paper turning into something intricately fascinating.

Her conversations harbour the escapism of a fantasy novel and the comfort of a campfire.

If she is the flame, happiness is the moth; drawn to her.

She is the melodious sanctuary of a willy wagtail’s singing. The warmth of watching snowflakes fall in layers on the other side of foggy glass.

She is my Northern Lights. A one of a kind, naturally occurring light show. If I am a falling star, she is the sea that breaks my fall.

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