A Weaver’s Poem

To Suzanne
On the loom a warp
The weft to yet be woven
threads to be chosen
In time,
the colours vivid
on display
Yet colour blind
I couldn’t see
the form you were weaving
At last
the artwork left to God
I seek another view
I touch the fabric
silky soft strength
yielding, yet tightly woven
A handsome cloth
By Soili

A Poem that was written by a friend of mine – for her daughter

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