Almost at the end of knitting and crochet blog week now, I'm still a day behind, and the topic encourages to explore our yarn craft in a different way. So, here is my musing...
Of all the yarns that I could be,
Which of them is most like me?
Marshmallow? Tagliatelli?
Ocean? Stardust? Or Gypsy?
There are many that I've knit,
But which is the closest fit?
Stardust has the sombre shade,
Of which my mood is often made.
She's bedecked with silver bright,
As I am most days and nights.
Sadly though, she likes to itch,
And I'm not quite such a bitch!
There's lots of Ocean in my stash,
Mostly black with colour splashed.
She's akin to all I wear,
And so we look a likely pair.
But her tension's quite relaxed,
Whereas mine is often taxed.
I think I'm most kin to Gypsy,
Quite pretty and snuggly.
We're both hard work at times,
And oftentimes my mood declines,
Rather like a stitch that's dropped,
Which in Gypsy's hard to pick up.
Excellent! What a fun poem of self-reflection.
ReplyDelete