I Recall Curtains

Curtains, at Grandma’s house, hide the inner sanctum - memories remodeled. —Quote by Poet I Recall Curtains Loveliness is lace; I recall curtains. Village without curtains; and lace. One bow on a pine, lopsided star. Intricate lace is snow white. Many pines in the mountain skies, the chimney and post office spire pointing at the twinkling stars, all hover over the curtainless village. Rocking horse and spinning top, highlight the two-storied “Toys and Games.” I wonder who lives upstairs at the “Bakery.” Such a teeny tiny village offering, yet the daintiness embellishes a Winter wall; Loveliness is lace; I recall curtains.