So this is Tara…
Like an oven filled with freshly-made gingerbread cookies is Tara.
Warm, loving and full of hugs
Her arms wrap around you like a tight duvet
Safe and secure in her arms you can whisper your secrets into her ear
Funny things, small thing and even the dark things are taken in as she stroke your hair
This is Tara
With a smile, a small shake of her head she approves of you
Because you are well-made in His sight
Her prayers are words of gold and she draws in all whom she knows
The warm oven which is the hearth of the home is Tara.