Our personalities
weaved in and out
Braided together tightly
Slowly though
Day by day
The weave loosen- and slipped
Now separate strands fall
Once held tightly
Drawn up in love
They dance alone
The wind blowing them
Near and far
Sometimes wondering
what went wrong
Perhaps someday
We will be complete again
Braided together close
For now the wind will have it's way
Blowing us to and fro
