Time-weave


As skein lot forms ribbon, 
    as ribbon builds scroll,
as spun yarn envelops,
    so love, shared, 
        grows.

Though precision gauges
    give stuff's metered rate,
the fabric of caring
    gains gossamer
        trait.

Does Time fray the garment?
    Turn bold shades to tint?
No, wear adds patina,
    and trials
        ornament.

Then how garb two lives
    in such marvelous smock?
Through rational purchase?
    Mais non, mon vieux,
        luck!