Weaving Magic Poem by Heather Burns

Weaving Magic



A weaver sits weaving magic
of many colorful threads
creating a fine tapestry

Sometimes magic threads get
interwoven
Father time touches them
creating a magic moment

Allowing me the pleasure
knowing you into existence

Saturday, August 16, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: magic
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