In the silence of the wardrobe’s night,
Fabrics whisper secrets, soft and light.
Silks and cottons, wools and lace,
Each telling tales of time and place.

A dress of velvet, rich and deep,
Holds memories in its folds to keep.
A well-worn shirt, with buttons frayed,
Speaks of journeys made and debts repaid.

The scarf that once felt winter’s chill,
Now rests in summers calm and still.
A pair of jeans, worn at the knee,
Carries laughter, joy, and glee.

Each piece of cloth, a life unfurled,
A fragment of our woven world.
In threads and seams, our stories blend,
Where past and present gently mend.