she is a messy soul, woven together with good intention.
sometimes, a thread will snag:
her tassels may fray or become tangled once in a while.
and the colors, if not maintained correctly, can begin to fade.
but for her to unravel completely?
this could never happen.
she is a messy soul, but weak fibers
she does not have.
poem by jaceycaitlynspeaks © 2017
daily prompt: Unravel