Tale of the grandmother stone

 
It's a harsh time

trying to be kind
and fall back in
love with your
own flesh,

for years I did
my best trying  
to get away
from mine

then I was gifted
grandmother stone,
she takes her time
crafting away at
everything I fail
to see in myself

as I fall asleep
with her tucked
inside my pillow,

so I gave her
to my sibling
sometime ago

because she
embraces a
familiar kind
of storm,

I cried tears
of joy seeing
her glow like
the first day
of summer

it's the start
of a new year
now, my sibling
has returned
grandmother
back to me

seeing how
february has
not been so
kind to my
bones.