Author’s note: The woman this poem is about is the person who inspired me to start writing poetry.

Brandi,
I see her face,
Everyday,
Brightly smiling,
Like the rising of the sun.

She is my friend,
My mentor in a way.
She tells me things,
And I tell her things.

Leaving her home
Is like leaving your home.
You never want to leave,
For her warmth run over onto any.

She writes poems that inspire dreams,
She welcomes friends and strangers.
If you are a stranger,
She takes you into the folds of her warmth.

She brings life and laughter,
To any rainy day.

Brandi.