Worn is the tapestry
when bare threads are shown
until hands join
to embroider life
and the youth of a picture
is seen.
when bare threads are shown
until hands join
to embroider life
and the youth of a picture
is seen.
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I knew each breath of her
each chorus of her heart
as I stood –
wrapped in her arms….
such cherished moments
in that hallowed place –
where she took a torn heart
and with her soul…..
stitched it together
until the vibrancy
of blood flowed….
again.
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