Every weaving comes with a secret rear pocket –
you might consider it just like a locket.
It sits on the back, hidden from view –
you can decide if it’s just for you.
Veiled inside are secret words,
that came to me as I wove, squawking like birds.
Sometimes the fabrics beckoned the verse,
and sometimes it happens in the exact reverse.
Without hesitation, I wrote them down –
to add a layer to the piece, like the placing of a crown.
They don’t always rhyme, sometimes they sing,
but they are a gift for you…they’re just the thing.