Lace and Lyric
She guides the needle with a steady hand
Weaving hope into the fabric of the land
Creating beauty as time passes
This amazing girl is everlasting
Painting landscapes with a word
Mixing context as he should
Landslides and longing here and after
Evaporating all the purest laughter
She pricks her finger in her struggle
Reeling fast far to disaster
The sentence left alone unfinished
By her side to blot the blemish
She weaves a dress and he a rhyme
Destiny calls them in its time
Near at death and wonder’s call
She makes him weep as he writes it all