Patched together, in a quilt
Love and pain and hope and guilt
Complexity no one will know
Stitched along each woven row
Fabric memories kept her warm
Wrapped around her through the storm
Snippets from each person, each face
keeping account of each time and place
As the symbol erodes, will nostalgia too?
Will the past be able to be replaced by the new?
Or as the seams rip open and stitches fall apart,
will a lifetime of moments all start to depart?
Regret will start to fester, reflection under duress
Fabric tears, the past crumbles into nothingness.