So there I sat
Watching the mat
Unravel and ravel itself
Confident in its weathered fibers
More stains
Than the weary could carry
Chills seeping out
From once passed
Winters marching in solidarity
Deep ruts of snow
Lovingly folding in on each other
While flurries fly
With a child brew mischief
Autumn swarays
Prancing ablaze
While the ladies abroad
Exhale their feathered haze
The gents down low
Noses alight with a healthy glow
When all has been honed
Only then will it show
Jun 21, 2019
Jun 21, 2019 at 12:24 PM UTC
So there I sat
Watching the mat
Unravel and ravel itself
Confident in its weathered fibers
More stains
Than the weary could carry
Chills seeping out
From once passed
Winters marching in solidarity
Deep ruts of snow
Lovingly folding in on each other
While flurries fly
With a child brew mischief
Autumn swarays
Prancing ablaze
While the ladies abroad
Exhale their feathered haze
The gents down low
Noses alight with a healthy glow
When all has been honed
Only then will it show
