Tapestry

Threads of color, woven tight,
Tell a story in the light.

Hands that labor, hearts that dream,
Stitch together every seam.

Patterns shifting, bold and new,
Old and ancient, woven through.

Every strand a tale to tell,
Of love and loss, remembered well.

Gold and scarlet, blue and green,
Blend in ways yet to be seen.

Each connection, strong and true,
Forms a world from what we do.

Step back, see the grand design,
Life and fate in threads entwine.

A tapestry of joy and pain,
Woven once, not made again.