The beautiful tapestry
Hanging over our bed
Weaves together
Blues, purples, greens
Oranges, yellows and reds
I don't try to listen
I look closely instead
Sometimes it takes a moment
But
I can watch
Our Love Story that it witnessed
While draped for all of those years
Gazing at us from above our heads
Now alone I lay in our bed
Every night rewatching us
Through it's colorful threads
©lunabrosla
L