I will sew this skirt
I will sew this shirt
I will sew this hurt
in my heart.
I will thread the bobbin
I will thread while sobbing
I will thread this throbbing
heart.
I will stitch this tapestry
I will stitch this insanity
I will stitch this negativity
apart.
I will sew
I will thread
I will stitch
instead
I will give my all to Art.
I will cut
I will trace
I will draw
a Face
I will pray to the Ancient of Days.
I will trim
I will fold
I will sketch
and behold
I will make a Dress of Gold.
