The tapestry of life is said to be woven in tears.
First the bobbin is wound tightly with love.
Then the shuttle weaves through the fears.
The warp holds the tension below and above.
Winding through fleeting days months and years.
Each bright colored thread intertwining thereof.
Nimble fingers working as the timeline nears.
The final results we must not lose sight of.
As the resplendent design of the master appears.
Ann Christine Tabaka was born and lives in Delaware. She is a published poet, an artist, a chemist, and a personal trainer. She loves gardening, cooking, and the ocean. Chris lives with her husband and two cats. Her poems have been published in numerous national and international poetry journals, reviews, and anthologies.