"Carn y cefn mental health ward"

I was given this poem today by Jo. Everyone should read it to save their sanity:

Had I the heaven's embroidered cloths,

Enrought with silver and golden 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 your dreams under my feet;

Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.