The fabric of our lives Has holes in it. The Folk Festival The Blues Festival Harvest Home Lucy Service Nine Lessons & Carols. No meal out for my birthday Our wedding anniversary Mike’s birthday. Not attending the funerals of those we know. Not visiting the new baby. The fabric of our lives Has holes in it. But I’m trying to see it as lace Where the holes Are part of what makes it what it is. I’m trying to see it that way And not go crazy. Bernie Bell 7th October 2020
Lovely poem, Bernie Bell! Thanks. 🤗
The picture is…..The Lacemaker by Johannes Vermeer .
Thanks Bernie, I had captioned that picture but for some reason it had not appeared. Sorted now.
‘Nae bother – it gave me the opportunity to say …”Make lace.”
The poem gives a nice mental image. Lace, and a pretty skeleton leaf perhaps. Let’s hope healthier growth will come after all this dis- ease and rot.