The Tapestry Continues

So, once again I'm going to use a filler poem for my blog post. What it is this time is the second part of the Tapestry poem series for me. This one was written a little over two years after the first one. So, this time I've become a Christian, but I still want to retain a bit of that same thought pattern in order to finish the series (for now). I forgot to mention that the first part was written in memory of my great-grandfather Troy Wood. This second part is written in memory of my grandfather, James Baker. I suppose that there might eventually be a third part, but I'm really hoping that it's not for a very long time. Anyways, here's the second installment of the series:

The Tapestry Continues
By: Trinity Baker (originally posted under the alias of Luminick)

It’s been a new generation, a new life,
A new perspective on fate’s will.
Years have passed,
And new happenings have come and gone.
The Tapestry of Life and Fate continues,
Weaving together into an everlasting fabric,
Giving meaning to life, death, and all in between.

I have now encountered my own fate,
I have now set the things into motion,
For those loved ones that follow after me,
Though this all started several decades ago.

When I found you, I wasn’t at my highest,
For that would only come when our hearts conjoined.
Love ensued, and our hearts grew older,
Though we were granted blessings along the way.
Years passed by in blurs, and jobs and instances did as well,
But the years still yielded us two beautiful boys.

Years slipped past, and our lives continued.
Friends, loved ones, family,
All began to disappear before our very eyes.
Sad days came, happy days followed behind,
But my body began to ache.
It was evident that I wouldn’t last forever,
But I still fought for you three,
As well as what was soon to come.

Our sons brought forth grandchildren,
A girl and a boy at first,
But eventually also came one more, the smallest one,
With the biggest heart.
They’ve each grown throughout the years,
And have each proven their worth.
The boys have grown handsome,
The girl beautiful,
But it only pains me to know that I won’t be there forever.

Indeed, happy times come for the oldest, the first boy,
But at the same time my body aches more.
I’m confined to a bed for far too long,
Without given the chance to stand before my family.
My life goes by without me,
And things happen beyond my control.

You hold my hand, dear, as I go,
And I’m sorry I have to leave you.
Your eyes grow heavy with tears,
And I am unable to wipe them away.
My time in the Tapestry of Life and Fate wanes away,
But my influence will not be lost.
Just remember, my dearest,
That when your own time comes,
I’ll be waiting here for you.
You’ll find me next to the pine trees,
With the whispering river nearby,
And I’ll be waiting for the time,
When it’s just two people again.

You and Me.