Knitted

I will knit you all the sweaters
and scarves my fingers can muster.
I will use all the strands of time
and weave all the wisps of wishes
that I can pluck from midair.
I will make you more than you
could possibly ever want to wear.
And a bit of my heart will break
when you think of these things
as impractical and you put on
what's easier, what doesn't require
as much thought to grab.
But I will continue to give you
the overabundance of love I have.