In the tapestry of life, we weave,
Through different threads, different tales conceive.
Each color vibrant, each pattern unique,
In every soul, different truths speak.
The moonlit whispers of love and fear,
The sun-drenched laughter, the swallowed tear.
In every heartbeat, a story unfolds,
In every silence, a mystery holds.
A scarlet ribbon of courage and strength,
A silver line of dreams at length.
A golden thread of laughter and joy,
Life’s rich tapestry, we each employ.
A midnight hue of loss and pain,
An azure splash of hope’s refrain.
In our hearts, these hues collide,
In the tapestry of life, we confide.
The pride of love, bold and free,
In every hue of you and me.
Our threads entwined in perfect rhyme,
In the tapestry of life, we shine.
We are the weavers, the dreamers of dreams,
In our hands, life’s fabric gleams.
Let us weave with love and grace,
For every thread has its place.
In the end, when our story is told,
May our tapestry be bold.
Full of colors, full of life,
A testament to love, to strive.
In the tapestry of life, let’s make our mark,
Ignite the light, dispel the dark.
With every thread, let love resound,
In the tapestry of life, let us be found.
