In my deepest sleep I am weaving a dream. <br />I am sewing the hopes of a future scheme. <br />I hem an embrace for my lover and I <br />That never unravels through hurt or lie. <br /> <br />In my deepest dream I am making a day <br />For my lover and I, which is never grey. <br />I embroider the sky in cornflower blue, <br />Then I knit us a house with a country view. <br /> <br />In my deepest repose I begin to stitch <br />A castle of joy in which we will feel rich <br />I am making a day like has never been, <br />With my lover and I as the central theme.<br /><br />Fay Slimm<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/making-a-day-2/
