Were my life a knotted ball of yarn,
Everything would make sense.
If I saw math like a knotted ball of yarn,
I would have the patience to work and work and work
At a problem for days;
I would know the steps to follow.

Were my life a knotted ball of yarn,
I would be patient.
I would unravel all of my days slowly
And happily
With measured understanding.

And once I reached the other end
I would die with the peace of accomplishment.