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Life's Tapestry

Today is woven with yesterday's thread spun by restless fingers on life's worn loom this tapestry will lay on your deathbed woven from the knowledge learned you'll consume to be hung framed on your life's traveled hall of what was to the weaver to remind tomorrow's thread has not been spun at all as the new day's threads finally unwind you'll weave in all the things your life has sought woven from memories cut and knotted a lasting reminder of what's been taught and record the purpose time allotted to knit this tapestry without design unravels majesty and leaves but twine 1/30/22

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Date: 2/1/2022 8:15:00 PM
"Woven from memories cut and knotted" - Beautifully written. Congratulations!
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Date: 1/30/2022 2:37:00 PM
This is very beautiful and most profound Monsieur Parker. We weave our stories and we hang them on our wall/s, but the unravelling reveals the greatest mystery of all, the one we all travel to in our hearts, blackened by exposure to our worlds and lit by stories real and those which are our dreams, to eventually open the biggest pandora's box of all, what was our purpose in the telling of our stories, but not to find our true home, beyond the walls. Off to read some more...of yours.
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Date: 1/30/2022 11:32:00 AM
Love the analogy to weaving, Frederick. Well written in sonnet form. Have a great day! Bill
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