Is to Help You Answer I KNOW …
Cloths of Heaven W. B. Yeats
Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
Tread softly around our children’s dreams (thankyou Sir Ken)
I know what I want to be.
My life is a gift, my gift is me.