My Tapestry

My life is filled with a tapestry of almost full
a memory of spacious moments entwined
feathered in rosy moments confused in song
equally shared in melancholic time

A portfolio of principles, bordered in laughter
from Virginia's blue mountains to Texas's Gulf's shore
A storied career of careers,always promising
each ending with fresh painted opened doors

Now, seasoned and battered I prepare once more
with rose-colored glasses on my wrinkled face
I'll crutch my wretched body along for one last ride
smiling and singing, and searching for grace