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.
	
	
	
	

 

 
