Seems
Fabric of many blends
Somewhat frayed at the ends
You may think sew
What do you know
The pretty patchwork is popping its’ seams
No one looked after it when they departed
Left to our own devices, divisions started
You may think, so?
What do you know
The fractured family’s falling apart so it seems
But I think we can all take hold
Stand first if you want to be bold
You make it so, sew, make it so
What do you know
Grab hold with both hands, pull me back by the seams
Tell me this was just another one of those hellish dreams
We make it so, we sew, make it so
The fabric of us all, those many blends
Look beautiful to me with those frayed ends
Yeah, I think so…
Tim Windisch
04/09/2021
