Intricate reality
Tapestry of time
Silks interwoven
Don’t cut too many ties
Intimate connections
Threads of fragile beaded glass
Loose ends, scattering
Some falling through the cracks
Past inaccessible
The baubles gone away
Loose threads lead to tattered, empty frames
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Wow! Love this! Especially the last line. 🙂
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I appreciate that you read to the end. I almost cut this poem in half, fearing that most people would balk at anything over six lines haha.
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