We see things so clear,
Visualizing our dreams,
Leaving what is important standing,
Holding our lives like threads,
Wanting, what is left to our dreams,
Only cut from a spool in life's ups and downs,
To the castle s of our dreams;

Touched by a hand in motion,
Splendor of a stitch of kindness,
To a graceful need of its sewing,
One  piece of love,
Given and shared with threads,
upon our tapestry of our hearts,

Stitched by stitch in kindness locked together,
To a love that was only a dream,
Held upon our souls we find we're met,
A thread, a stitch, till all is met;
as one, on one, to form a bond,

The piece that makes it loved by you and me forever,
One with love, two together
Do we make a stitch,
Stitched on moments we shared,
we are as bonded, to behold the everlasting bonding,

That beautiful piece we sewed,
Needled to the end ,
When we have seen our last stitch,
meet the last touch,
Till the last stitch is met,
in the castle of our dreams;

With a kiss passed through a eye of a needle,
Linked to a stitch,  in a everlasting moment ,
we tie that ending  knot,
To friendship and love  that holds,
As we finished in soft and sweetness,
To our finished piece;

Our true friendship we made,
From the thread held in our hand,
From  the time we first met,
Tailored in time,
to the castle of our dreams;

Till our ending time ,
When the final bond is finished,
and we meet the destiny of our
castles of our  dreams;

Hanger