In a quick fluid moment, she made a gentle knot.
Not a noose, never pulled,
Nor a thimble, never spooled!
It ran, it tumbled, a little woolly ball
Fingers never pulling its tail,
Eyes following the jumbled trail!
Slow and shaky, wrinkled deft hands.
Soft touches, gentle sighs,
Clever angles, stitches and ties!
A sweater now the woolly ball.
Chilly winters, warm hug,
The heart feels a little tug!
She never pulled, she never pushed.
Knitted a little person to be,
Needle's granny, Woolly ball me!
Not a noose, never pulled,
Nor a thimble, never spooled!
It ran, it tumbled, a little woolly ball
Fingers never pulling its tail,
Eyes following the jumbled trail!
Slow and shaky, wrinkled deft hands.
Soft touches, gentle sighs,
Clever angles, stitches and ties!
A sweater now the woolly ball.
Chilly winters, warm hug,
The heart feels a little tug!
She never pulled, she never pushed.
Knitted a little person to be,
Needle's granny, Woolly ball me!
Sundar!! :)
ReplyDeletemast faarach cute aahe!
ReplyDeletekahi samzatch nahi...kashala sundar kashala cute??
ReplyDeleteIs it the result of that intense night long conversation.. If yes, we should plan such interactions little more often
ReplyDeleteit sure is.. :) and yes a timely push from you has always worked well for me..
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