When I see her on the front porch
head in hands, hair flying about in the breeze,
the word that comes to mind is fragile
China plates,
placed in wooden holders on shelves
Out of harm's way
A box of eggs, lid open
walked through a crowded dining hall
carried with both hands
A house of cards, a child's sand castle,
soap bubbles, etc.
Try and picture your most sentimental object
because then you can grasp how carefully you need to tread
in her presence