Life
Life is like a sewing.
Sewing begins with a blank cloth,
As does life.
Life, builds one step at a time.
Sewing, one stitch at a time.
Life, walking, then running.
Sewing, a stitch, then a row.
Life, slowly growing into a family.
Sewing, into a pattern.
Both vibrant and joyful,
Growing in size and shape.
Both reaching their pinnacle,
Then slowly fading.
Life and thread ebbing away.
Colours fade as the seasons,
Until the leaves fall,
And the pattern book shuts.
For BB March 2018
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