Thine eyes mimic the threads of silk and cotton
Depicting happiness where pain not forgotten,
And truth hides itself beneath artists tool
The deception clear, as hearts warm to the view,
A rainbow of colour befitting a smile
Yet deep beneath, a canvas – pale,
What beauty beholds work of art complete
Entwined within bitter threads of deceit,
As eyes weep tears like waves on the ocean
Perceive what you will, she has masked her emotion,
The future will seek to heal and soothe
Yet pain forever lies in the tapestry of truth.
Admiring this creation, strive to see what’s real,
Stand alone or side by side
Be not afraid to feel,
It’s the happiness on the surface
That protects us from a frown,
For underneath the brush that paints
Lies pain often quite profound,
Drawn in by the talent that drives her to success,
Help to ease the pain she feels
With love and tenderness,
Nurture that emotion cradled in your heart,
And given time we shall create a love that’s known as art,
Then as we grow together, we shall begin to heal
And the pain shall be forgotten
Now the tapestry is real.
Written by Deborah L Willis NDH
