Hope Brings a Turtle: Part Three

Hope brings a turtle in a tiny box.
She’d spent hours folding turtle after turtle
from sheets of wrapping paper.
The one she is carrying was the smallest one she could make.
This turtle is like my love, she thinks. Not small,
I know my love will grow or shrink to fit any space.
The space she is giving this turtle is the size of the
part of her thumb above the knuckle.