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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