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About This Poem
Tapestry
Twisted and deftly weaved, started with grey colours, my ‘cardigan years’
Amazingly, intricate designs with subtle hints of colour embedded within
Perplexing to understand the pattern, like brain waves moving in horizontal lines
Extremely neat. No loose threads to found anywhere, folded neatly in life
Soft as silk. Handle with care. Life is a gentle wash.
Travels really well, like to be in the open, not shoved to the back of a cupboard
Ready to accept all new kinds of material, embrace them with open arms
You will love the feel of me, hold me against your cheek and feel my cashmere kiss…
© 6/8/2012
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