If only I could thread this needle
My lines would be straight and strong
Binding one hand to the other
Our movements making song
Slowly our image appears like magic
Diversity puts cottons, silks, and jeans into the fabric
One could only imagine
The maker and his passion
Quilting the masses in patterns with fashion
The differences never clashing
The colors I’d choose
Red browns
Even blues of different hues
No one color would be refused
Protect us from harm maker
With your love and charm
Bind us into one quilt
That covers the earth warm
My lines would be straight and strong
Binding one hand to the other
Our movements making song
Slowly our image appears like magic
Diversity puts cottons, silks, and jeans into the fabric
One could only imagine
The maker and his passion
Quilting the masses in patterns with fashion
The differences never clashing
The colors I’d choose
Red browns
Even blues of different hues
No one color would be refused
Protect us from harm maker
With your love and charm
Bind us into one quilt
That covers the earth warm
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