The Quilt
Two cloths exist in a certain space,
Different fabric, different race,
And yet so perfectly placed,
Just enough similarities to apply lace.
They’re both a little beat up,
They’ve both had some nasty experiences,
Given the same life cup,
But they’re love conquers distances.
And yet so different they make a perfect pair,
To each other, they lay their hearts bear,
For one another they would easily tear,
Together, no love could compare.
So without hesitation they wanted to be one,
Putting them together in a single quilt could be done,
They wanted, they wanted it before the setting of the sun,
After being sewn, they would, in life, harmoniously run.
Although it was a little difficult to be a quilt,
Trust and loyalty as a foundation would soon be built,
Even though there were some mistakes and some guilt,
The conquering love broke the knife for divorce at the hilt.
BB
Copyright © Benjamin Button | Year Posted 2016
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