A woman’s price is far above
rubies, when a man holds her on
high.

Honouring and cherishing gives
her roots and wings, for her life
passage.

Our men are more than rocks and
pillars, they are rods and staffs to
encourage our soft wisdom.

Held high as a child by a
Grandfather who fashioned laughter and song from his tweed
jacket, I am forever a daughter of
Avalon.