We piece our lives together, and knit them at the seams
We turn upon the edges, and tuck in wildly strings
The moments blend together, with thread’s cohesive colors
Fabric gathered here or there- from friends, and wayward lovers
A stitch of young, a stitch of strife
A stitch of old, a stitch of life
Making up the tapestry, I craft the me I want to be

*Joining in with others this November, using the Write Alm prompts found here-Β degrees

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