Patterns

We weave intricate patterns
lives with many dimensions
moments when the past stays with us
times when the future is obscured
when there's a void we just want to hide in.
then again who would change our lot?
we are who we are
a stitch or two dropped along the way
a hitch, a hiccup,
but learning as we go
hard lessons, nothing is easy
but it's a forward motion
a pattern we each embroider
a little at a time
till we have perfection
staring at us
as it all comes to an end
our pattern complete
our lives tied off.
Others look at us and hopefully
agree the end justified the means
a clash of colour, a few rough ends
all part of this thing we call the pattern of life.