What if the fabric of my life was woven by you?
Every color, every pattern, every texture…
Crafted and gifted to me by your love.
And if there be a tear,
It is your touch that mends me.
So what if this is true?
Then weave for me bolt after bolt,
And clothe me in your glorious splendor
© 2017 W. C. Stacia, Jr.