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The Gift
By Susan K. Minarik
I think of you
As I crochet
This little gift
For you today.
I see your smiles,
Your laughing eyes,
I hear your voice,
So sweet and wise.
I tuck my love
In this glad design
To warm your days,
Oh friend of mine.
Heritage
By Nancy Sexton
Snuggled up by the fire
In the soft candleglow
Shes creating for Christmas
A festive delight
The kitten is batting
Its a memry of Mama
From long, long, ago
Her chair gently rocking
Its squeak keeping time
To her swift, nimble fingers
And her swift, nimble mind
Come Christmas morning
Her handiwork done.
A beautiful afghan
A fine Christmas one
Yes now shes in heaven
Where angles all sing
Could be shes creating
Some beautiful thing
Im left in her rocker
And it seems only right
To be Christmas crocheting
This long winters night
Unwind
By Loretta Linden
What a joy! What delight1
Skeins of yarnall so bright
Just waiting for someone to
Tie a knot,
A someone who loves
Crocheting a lot.
The knot starts a chain, then
The pattern will start.
And the stitches will some
How quit a heart.
For what better nerve pill in
All the world
Is a pattern and a ball of yarn
Unfurled?
As you single and double and
Treble some too,
To create a new object, just by
You.
For somehow I think as we go
Through life,
We need relaxation and relief
From strife
And nothing can ever quite
Do it for me,
Like a bright-colored yarn and
A hook size G.
Procrastination
By Amy from Ohio
Dishes in the sink,
Table to be set,
Washer on the brink
Ill get to it yet,
As soon as I finish this row.
Have to start lunch,
Straighten up a bit,
But I have a hunch
Ill catch up with it
As soon as I finish this row.
Crochet Play
By June Matthews
Today I will crochet.
For now, my work is done,
Its time to take some time for me
and have some stitching fun.
The yarn Ive bought is mohair;
The colors are superb.
I plan to make the grandest throw.
I must not be disturbed!
A single stitch, a double;
A treble goes right here;
A granny square, a popcorn stitch,
My projects end is near.
I make a slip stitch, tie it off,
I suddenly have made
This wonderful creation,
And all the while Ive played!
Night Escape
By Colleen Carroll
Late at night, when all the world is asleep, I sit, hook in hand.
I am bent over mass of yarn in my lap. Some where in the pile, a
creation is within. It is emerging, and though I should be sleeping, I
cannot. Instead, I am filled with anticipation and excitement as I
create, fingers flying, hook moving wildly. It is night, the only
time I have, and I treasure my chance to crochet.
This Special Gift
By Isabelle Wolters
With loving hands I crochet
This special gift that I shall make.
A gift for someone just like you,
A gift to treasure all year through.
A gift for mom or dad or son
Or will daughter get this one?
A special gift for bride and groom,
Or baby born in June.
Stitch by stitch and row by row,
Inch by inch this gift will grow.
And now this special gift is done,
I think Ill start another one!
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