HAD I the heavens' embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly, because you tread on my dreams. ~William Butler Yeats~
W I P You may call me Nicole, patches, or just Trinity. Sorry if I am slow with adoptables, trades, or commissions. I'm going to be very busy for a little while so I can only get on to check up for a little bit each day.