Little Black Riding Hood

there she goes little black riding hood with her basket of trinkets and treasures from life as it's happened to her so far there she goes smile on her face lost in a day dream and listening to birds black birds reminding her of death, transformation and writing desks oh black riding hood are you off to grandmothers house? have you already been there? did you meet the wolf? I am still on my way the path is unknown and the wolf I have seen off and on sometimes i am frightened but mostly i know there's a wisdom deep in her eyes as she howls at the moon my path may be leading me to her it seems and I may be the grandmother by the end of this journey and you know they never wrote about me but a child in the woods with a brand new red hood there she goes little black riding hood with her basket of trinkets and treasures from life as it's happened for her so far now some time later i see a basket emptied and weathered a beautiful basket woven so well i hadn't noticed with her holding it i was somehow under her spell where did she go little black riding hood without her basket trinkets and treasures from life as it happened