Burlap & Bling

This big, bright world,
is like a drawer full of lace,

though I feel like a leftover rag;

quite awkward, uneasy,

and so out of place.

Lace is chosen

by those with whom they connect.

and selecting their own special piece;

they want their lives
to be so perfect.

Then stew they will

when things go terribly wrong.

Their lace gets soiled, stained and tattered.

For this worlds special lace

doesn’t last too long.

They’re all sewn up,

still seeking what cannot mend....
But this leftover rag, this old scrap of burlap;

though nowhere near perfect,

is your special friend.

©2008 louis gander

Have a Pretty! day

Tu-de-lu,
Laura