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Poem:Unappreciated Artist

Mended knees and patchy sweaters
The art of a hand that has nothing to waste
Sewing together ripped fabric and lives
Weaving together all of those threads
That really want to fray holding them
With hands calloused by work still soft
In the form of a mother’s touch that goes
Overlooked for friends and other things
Trapping of youth pulling attention away
Not noticing the love that’s tied them together
Like all great art her works won’t be appreciated
Until she’s gone and the children find their value 
While their own hands continue to cook and sew
Passing on memories of her through habits
Stitched tight into the people they’ve become

Copyright © 2021 TJS Sherman All rights reserved.


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