The Weaver's Answer

Weaver of life, let me look and see
 The pattern of my life gone by
 Shown on your tapestry
 Just for one second, one glance upon your loom
 The flower of my childhood could appear within this room
 Does it of my youth show tears of yesterday
 Broken hearts within a heart as love first came my way
 Did the lifeline patterns change as I became a man
 An added aura untold blends as I asked for her hand
 Did your golden needle sow its thread virginal white
 As lovers we embraced as one upon our wedding night
 Did you capture all the joys, the birth of our first son
 The happiness of family made a brother for the one
 The growing of the brothers, the manliness that grew
 Is it there in detail, is it there to view
 Do the sparks of life grow bright as one by one they wed
 To live as fathers, husbands, apart from lives they've led
 Are my lover's threads cut off when aged she laid to rest
 My sorrow blacking out a space upon our woven crest
 A gathering for the last time as her coffin slowly lain
 Ash to ashes, dust to dust, one day we will regain
 Does it show the visits when grandchildren on my knee
 But only hearing laughter when age took my sight from me
 Lastly through these last few years of loniless maybe
 Does by sight a shooting star fade from your tapestry
 But wait, there in the distance your loom I think I see
 Could it be that after all my prayers you've answered me
 After days of wondering I see the reason why
 You've kept it to this minute for I'm about to die
 Weaver of life, at last now I can see
 The pattern of my life gone by upon your tapestry