Patterns Followed On Aging Fabric Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Patterns followed on aging fabric,
Exposes those to show an intending to mend...
A once glowing radiance remembered,
Can not be captured without sighting the flaws.
And updating those views from a lost youth,
With a desire to keep spotlighted an innocence...
Is a senseless chase of wasted time.
Although there are those with minds stuck and frozen,
To events they attempt to convince happened.
But did not.

'My ancestors assisted in the creation of this.'

~That may be true.
But long before your ancestors arrived,
To be invited to assist...
My ancestors were already here,
To make the original fabric.
And with each piece they knitted it to stitch.~

'But whose faces are more dominate on it? '

~As you stated...
Your ancestors assisted in that creation.~