Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TAPESTRIES OF LIFE, by OLIVE SCOTT STAINSBY First Line: A web of life we spin from day to day Last Line: Is woven in our tapestry of life. Subject(s): Life | ||||||||
A web of life we spin from day to day, We gather up our tangled bits of thread And try to weave them into patterns gay, Bright gold for joy, but sometimes crossed with red Of anger, or the grey of sorrow's hue, Or green for restfulness, and pink for glee; All woven on the background of deep blue, The color of our faith and loyalty. Sometimes in weaving all these colors clash, And seem as if they cannot, will not blend, Yet, as we weave the pattern seems less rash, Until we find it perfect at the end. A record of our grief and joy and strife Is woven in our tapestry of life. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PRIVILEGE OF BEING by ROBERT HASS SEAWATER STIFFENS CLOTH by JANE HIRSHFIELD SAYING YES TO LIVING by DAVID IGNATOW THE WORLD IS SO DIFFICULT TO GIVE UP by DAVID IGNATOW AWAKENING by OLIVE SCOTT STAINSBY |
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