Wednesday, May 17, 2017

Red Lighting on a Hill



[I was working on a baby crochet turtle tonight, super cute. It's making me happy.]

I sit calmly in my chair
No one notices I'm there.
I'm fluttering my wrists,
A hook in my fist.
I'm making art 
With heart.
A magic world 
Is beginning to swirl.
And I can't wait for the end.
So I can do it all over again.

To create is magical.
It makes you feel exuberant.
Just a few stitches to finish.
If only I could find where my needle went.

And my project is born,
Bright colors, nothing torn.
A new thing, a new love
It's not a dove.
But it is crochet.
My favorite way to play.
A bit a yarn or string.
And you can make anything.

[Wednesday is the best day, because it's the peak of the moment.]
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