Tapestry

A poem about learning to embrace it all.

Elizabeth Marchetti
P.S. I Love You

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I collect
all the fragments of me
that I left behind
and stitch them back together,
even the ones
I’d rather throw away.

Behold my tapestry.

Everything is stitched
with newfound colors:
awareness,
acceptance
and love.

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