Tapestry Is a life’s work. Twisting threads Weaving their way. Some unravelled. Some broken. Some sparkling Silver some of gold. Where do the threads connect? What do they mean? Do the gold and silver Connect to something Beautiful? Do the unravelled Show the issues You’ve had a good to solve? Do the broken threads Show heartache and pain? Tapestry A life still unfolding. Weaving and connecting Bringing Balance Bringing joy Bringing hope Telling my story. Written just now 8.11.2021 3 pm
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Posted: Nov 2021
About this poem:
This is my poem and it is to explain how life twists and turns.
I’m relaxed with a coffee as I write this original work.
Tapestries are beautiful. I remember one always up in the living room. (The Last Supper) where Jesus was with all his disciples...Your poem is so true, each tapestry is a work of art and every weave captures the artist's view of this world as you did with your words. Thanks for sharing. SM
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