After Yeats

Had I the heavens embroidered cloths"

So the poem goes,

I would certainly give them to you

Tied up with golden bows.

But I being poor have only my dreams"

And this too is true,

They are all that is mine to give,

With love from me to you.

So wait a little, ponder a while

And tread in light shoe...

For under your feet are spread my dreams

Of love for me and you.


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