Over and Up: Thanks

Such a year it has been
Like a subterranian dream
Life has spun out its threads
And here I am stuck
Like a spider in his own web
So many people make it special
And comb their beauty through and through
Met some new ones, seen some old ones
And learned much of myselfness too.
Then there are a precious few
Like golden filament strung through
My tatterdermalion web
If I said all I can,
It would be not enough said
Suffice to say
Thank you. Meeting you
Has made my year
Has made my life
Something special, something new
You are each a single golden tear
Dappling on my foolish cheek
The simple fact, you being near
Has rendered me content, complete.