Room With The Weeping Willow

Nana's house was always a safe haven, or as her second son, my father would say, a "safe heaven." I went to that safe heaven last night. It was beautiful. Nana brought me to this special room off the side of her house that I have never been before. It was a big, open and sunny room. The ceiling rose so high, and there was a giant weeping willow in it. It's feathered limbs swayed in the breeze that gently came through the tall glass wall windows. It was so peaceful, it was so beautiful. I thanked Nana for bringing me to this special place. It was a most special moment, because it was her safe heaven.