Leather Back

You come back
checking to see
if something new
is hiding here
for you.

It is.

A little gift,
more leather for the elves,
more makes more,
and so they create.

This poem of thanks
I create for you,
all you,
who come to check
for something new.

It is my little gift,
more raw hide for my readers,
more read more,
my life story beaten down
makes beauty,
and so I create.

Come back.
When you walk in my shoes
it removes the nail
from my heel.

Thank you.