Tapestry

 

We are all imperfect people

In a world that’s grown so cold

Searching for something that’s perfect

None the wiser, growing old

Mama said my life’s a tapestry

Every chapter is a thread

Woven stories I have written

From the memories in my head

Lovers lost and souls departed

Was the venture worth the gain

Was the price too much to cover

Was the profit worth the pain

Fragile hearts are always broken

Careless whispers leave a scar

That pain is inescapable

No matter who you are

The middle of my tapestry

Returns to mark the end

With one who stood the test of time

My love and my best friend

She is perfectly imperfect

But she's perfect for this heart

Woven in this tapestry

My favorite work of art

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