Roots and Wings

You saw treasure in those aged letters,
Your belief breathed life into forgotten tales.
These books exist because of you.

Your role as my first reader and photographer
Bridges past and present,
Revealing the woman behind 'Mum' to you.

Who nurtured independence with benign neglect,
Planted seeds of wonder for nature and far-off lands,
And gave me roots to grow and wings to explore.

Though you exist only in my heart today,
I save a place for you in these pages,
So you may someday know the roots from which you'll grow
And the legacy of wings that await you.