For days of Frost
Saturday May 07th 2016, 10:35 pm
Filed under: Knitting a Gift

Whose wools these are I think I know

Her house is a journey away, and so

She will not see me stopping here

While watching my needles fill, slow

The wools are lovely, dark and deep

I have promises to myself to keep

I have miles to knit of woolly sheep

Miles to knit before I sleep

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Comment by Sherry in Idaho 05.08.16 @ 9:22 am

Well done. “Miles to knit of woolly sheep”, I love that. It could be a motto for every knitter. It could be daunting, but is somehow comforting instead.

Chris S in Canada

Comment by Chris S 05.08.16 @ 10:24 am

Love this. And you.

Comment by Lynn 05.11.16 @ 8:00 pm

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