There are the loose ends
That are the details of a life
Frayed in chaos
They are tears that are
Really just promises;
You watch bewildered one garment
Start to unravel.
Until
You learn how
It’s these tattered loose ends
Which make the new garment:
The sound of a baby,
New constellations,
Revitalized courage
And the strongest kind of love.
Dec 2004
For Charrette and her family (To Infinity and Beyond!)
1 comment:
Beautiful, Michael!
Charrette, if you read this-- I left before I got to say goodbye and wish you well! Goodluck with everything! We will miss you.
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