All the pieces from the creases
Of a whole that should have been
Every fragment of the patchwork
All the colors sewn right in
Quilt of memories, layered moments
Where the patterns shall begin
Missing stitches, broken wishes
Every part so thick so thin
We are crafters true designers
As these lives we’re woven through…
Make the pieces and the creases
That become both me and you.
Deo Volente
November 4, 2010
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