Poem: Loose Ends

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Loose Ends

Some you snip with scissors.
Others you pull,
allowing them to fray to the end.
A few you tie off in tiny knots,
until whatever is left,
with all its flaws and missing threads
is coming part
no more.

About this poem

Life. Rugs. Sweaters. Take your pick.

Tom

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