Yarn Fever

Yarns...

They are addicting like those sweet candies stored inside a glass jar.

But not...

 
Thanks for being so kind and generous
Thanks for the affectionate pat and a hug
Thanks for the countless time spent with me

The rain may pour nonstop,drench you deep to bare bone
The cloud may turn dark, heavy and gloomy
But I am this inferior wind that could blow these dreadful things away.

I can listen to all your woes and pain all day
I can be a blanket to you when you feel cold and bereft
But I can never be a carpet nor a doormat, I'm sorry

I may not be blessed with richness
Nor schooled like the royals
But I am a true friend and an equal

I can be everything if I so desire
Yes, I want to be your friend
But not... your pet.