In a workshop of dreams, where hopes brightly gleam, Yedidya crafts futures with a gentle hand's grace. Screws spin like stars, finding destiny's seam, In the dance of creation, each one in its place. A tool forged of vision, with dreams of tomorrow, Guides the young seeker on their chosen course. With each twist and turn, shedding fear and sorrow, This tight spiral of fate holds life with its force. In each promise of metal, a world is contained, Shaping the future with steadfast embrace. The order within chaos, a universe gained, As Yedidya, the maker, sets dreams into place.