A radiance, textiles and a masterplan
given by trusting words laced within a request.
The creation's hinted affect reliantly puts her mind to rest.
With all said, the one with the rare name at last began.

Smiling at the serious before as the fabrics were given form.
Sedulity she'd suffered, poured her serenity in a cup.
Threads aptly secures a form and tidying it up.
Soon it's ready, effective work is her norm.

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Ah, well... I've been told that if you wish to become good at something you either do or observe. Preferably both. Poems, rhymes and whatnot of suchlike nature isn't something I'm grasping securely enough - or so I believe. This is my first attempt at writing a poem, hopefully not the last, be honest if commenting on its quality, or lack thereof.

Broken repetition.

This has been told, years ago
that the singular river, to it we'll all return,

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