Weaver Poem by Cynthia Buhain-baello

It is not just a play with words
A maze of thoughts from the start,
But rather a weaving of life colors
That would end as a work of heart.

I weave the words with meaning
With intensity that perhaps shows through
Creating a woven poetical piece
Display feelings profoundly true.

What was woven will truly portray
The weaver of delicate lines
My signature there will always say-
'This is me, as my work defines.'

All rights reserved ~~Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~03.12.14