Once I was a cloth,
a fabric of simplicity---
handsome, pure, and dingy.
I was not fashioned.
a spool woven indulgently,
combed fastidously.
Till you took me and said,
"I shall make a garment out of you.
Sterling and snug it will be.
And you shall be my masterpiece.
Supple and strong, you shall see!"
An apparel I was created,
prudently.
To clothe the naked,
lovingly.