Poem ... a repeat for some ...

This is a poem I sent out to my groups a few weeks back. I've been letting it bounce around my head and I've made some small edits to it. I wanted to publish the final version here ...


If I picked at each loose end
of fear and anguish and doubt
until they unraveled into long threads of blue and yellow
do you think I could knit a sweater?



The sentiment is the same I think, but I think this version is pithier and has more power. Comments are welcome and appreciated.