Kirsten FreelandApr 7, 20221 min readNanShe is kindness.She shows me how it looks,how it breathes, how it feels.Her years are not defined by what the paper says,nor what is held in her mind.Her years are not defined by where she lives but by what lives inside her.The tendernessever-present in her eyes. The compassionin the softness of strong hands.And the lovethat lives in responseto endless gentle words.
She is kindness.She shows me how it looks,how it breathes, how it feels.Her years are not defined by what the paper says,nor what is held in her mind.Her years are not defined by where she lives but by what lives inside her.The tendernessever-present in her eyes. The compassionin the softness of strong hands.And the lovethat lives in responseto endless gentle words.
