Like a toasted marshmallow, crispy outside, gooey inside.
A stretched tight water balloon, about to burst on impact.
A gumball.
A banana.
An avocado.
An unshelled pecan.
The tough outside hides the soft inside.
Protected, covered, disguised.
Thoughts, fears, shame, pain.
Heart and soul wearing a bulletproof vest.
One word can break right through.
Blue Skies and Green Pastures 
A beautiful poem for your daughter. I absolutely adore that name, in fact I like all your children’s names.
Is that a new tattoo your husband got?
Actually that is an old photo of a new tattoo that he gave himself a few years ago. I was looking for a photo of LOVE and that was going to be the word in the poem. Then I saw that one and changed it. I just got inspired about how people hide their true selves and feelings when I reading the book , Beartown. It’s very intense.
I’m gonna have to add “Beartown” to my reading list. Who is the author?
Fredrik Backman. He also wrote A Man Called Ove which I believe was made into a movie.