Sewing
You were sewing for me
bolts and bobbins, scissors, fabric, bright debris
No other project could fit
on the table of my life while your work covered it
You hold a dream, in colors you conceived for me
imagined long ago
And your thread holds across eternity —
You were looking at me
Did I see some mischief in your smile, some irony?
And as your needle pierced the cloth,
your plans were coming true
as all those plans of mine were lost….
I have never been so sure before that you were here
but I have never understood you less.
You hold a dream, in colors you conceived for me
imagined long ago
And your thread holds across eternity —
You’re still sewing for me
your ancient hands can find a place for every mismatched piece
held within your loving gaze, one by one the pieces fit
and nothing goes to waste
You hold a dream, in colors you conceived for me
imagined long ago
And your thread holds across eternity —
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