Living Tapestry

Living Tapestry It seems I’ve always searched for perch amid the shifting sand Past memories, mixing with new ones, blending to give me a hand On a hot summer night life began as a bundle of joy to behold Though joy, it seems, would slip and slide as my journey began to unfold Unseen plates beneath my feet would move at inopportune times The decisions made, plundering forward, I remember now in aged decline Daily demands in hourglass time, life choices, from unforgiving sand With finding the balance, of wrong and right, not always going as planned My journey, a tapestry of colorful sand, might for some be a sight to behold But the blessings I see, scattered within, are worth more than can ever be told. Copywrite@ Debra Squyres 09/29/2019 All rights reserved