Patchwork

Here I sit and wonder about all the daily spells I’m under,

the grief and misery,

pleasure and happiness of the stars that twinkle in unfading skies,

of tomorrow’s truths and yesterdays lies.

I’m weaving the story that is my life

like a quilt and the thread runs only so long

to hold the patchwork of you and me,

and our memories together

but it will forever be forever the memories that built this quilt

are the same ones that will keep us warm

when the sun sinks upon our time,

and our wishes no longer part from our lips

and we sleep eternal,

with a smile and our own song.

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