Tapestry
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Oh, to grow old with you, if such a thing
could be: a dream, a wish, a fantasy
that keeps invading day and night and all
the minutes in-between with words that sing
and weave the interlocking tapestry
of hope begun and hope denied; darkfall~
within the blackest night it hides beyond
rigid boundaries of insanity,
and still I wait to hear the heart's true call
of wondrous hope writ large by wayward wand's
cabal.
Copyright © Chetta Achara | Year Posted 2025
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