A poem a day for the month of April, National Poetry Writing Month |
| This is My Tapestry It began with the muted yellows of spring sunshine that beamed through rosy cheeks and earth brown eyes and sparkled with laughter and curiosity. Over time, tines of vibrant colors interlaced and popped from the scene with adventures, loves and learning and sometimes darkened with somber greys and blacks from challenges and trials but always interlaced with the white and silver threads of faith and hope. Lately, a tarnished gold weaves in and out, strong and resilient and resigned to finish this thing. ~~Judi Van Gorder Prompt: April 19 a thread |