LIFE AND LIES #81 | The Weaver's Boy

 A long time ago,

In the flickering light of the lantern,

Sat the weaver’s boy.

While his father spun the strands,

He heard him say, "Son, keep studying,

And life will be plain sailing."

Young, naive and eager to please,

He set on a pursuit to prove his worth

By devouring every book he could find.

And with every page he consumed,

The light inside him

Burned brighter and brighter.

Ages and ages hence,

In the piercing light of the laptop,

Sat the weaver's boy,

Almost as old as his father was back then.

While his ancestors kept a vigil to honour him

For discontinuing their family occupation,

He struggled with the words

In order to weave them together.

Not everything seemed to be smooth sailing.

His father had become old and frail.

The light inside him

Burned dimmer every day.

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Painting - "Weaver at the Loom" by Vincent van Gogh.