Beneath the threads that hold us tight,
Lies a tale of day and night,
A canvas painted in hues so bright,
In garments we wear, our souls take flight.

From dawn till dusk, in silk and wool,
Each fabric tells a story, full,
Of dreams and whispers, soft and cool,
We wear our hearts, a gentle pull.

In cotton’s embrace, we find our peace,
Linen’s touch, a sweet release,
Each stitch a memory, piece by piece,
In clothes, our journeys never cease.

So let us cherish every seam,
The hidden meanings, the silent dream,
For in our clothes, we’re more than we seem,
A woven life, a flowing stream.