You have been weaving, all the days long
Every moment I dismissed as gone;
My life has been colorful, graceful and good
Full of people who’ve loved me, cherished me,
Little moments of great weight,
All caught up in the threads
Tightly-woven as silk, yet
Breathing colors… to let the light in.
Dances in the rain; women who built bridges to
Meet me in my pain. An everlasting tapestry
Full of all you who’ve meant it all to me
The stories; the songs; the humor in small glances
The best things, constantly in transit, I
Will seek to never forget, to never let go, and be
Ever fond of this, my wondrous
Thank you, star-weaver, for stitching love for me.