Family

We are all a part of fabric woven

Shades of color in beauty the strands

Stand together holding the fabric 

As one piece, a garment to cover

Every time we think it is different

Pulling and yanking at the thread

We leave a big hole in the fabric

A ghastly sight of violence, torn open

Yet we have the power to create the patch

To weave a new strand of understanding 

If we just take the time to listen, openly

The new fibers creating new color's

Bold in the attempt, healing what is lost

Come to the table, come hear, see

Be present and not afraid of the damage

The breach can be repaired with the

Hard work of time and labor of love

To see we are one in this and only we

Destroy or build, create or annihilate

It is our choice in what we see through