Tapestry
Upon the wall it's hanging there When I am bored I often stare Done in reds, browns and various hues It often picks me up when I have the blues It's not three dimensional but quit square Filling the space which would otherwise be bare On the front depicts the view of a man and his dog sled team in rows of two Perhaps it's the memories from whence it came That brings me such joy and is to blame For the many hours spent gazing Upon my tapestry with the midnight sun blazing!
Copyright © Catherine Trout | Year Posted 2014
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