There is a different color ribbon for every moment…

There is a different color ribbon for every moment…
Yellow for happy…
Gray for sad…
And the colors of this earth for everything in-between.

Overflowing from your heart like a rainbow of silk…
Mixing, settling, enriching…
Like flowers on an old stone stump.

Always bringing fresh hope…
The tangles binding us together…
Yet, there is always one problem…
There is never a bow unless we believe.

And then there are the wise…
Those who have seen twice as much of life…
Understanding each fragment of memory…
Because, they have tied that ribbon too.

We have seen season after season throughout our lives…
Watched the ribbons blow…
Sometimes mellow, sometimes difficult…
Yet somehow, all ending up on a present we give with love.

I love you,

Annie