Laura Ingalls Wilder, Are You My Grandma?

Little House On The Hill, nestled on the island and the coast.

For those of you who knew me well when I was very young; Laura Ingalls was my savior, was my second chum.

She was rowdy.
She was righteous.
She was a fighter til the end.

I look at my lady pioneer, how she lived a life with little fear
and think about
what I may bring
to this earth to help it sing.

She brought it.
I bring it.
I rejuve the path of the great.

We women are women who climb logging ravines for grandbaby's tear of late.