Knit, purl, knit, purl,
give the spool another whirl,
pray I do not drop a stitch,
let me add just one more inch,
never mind – make it two
and soon I’ll have a wrap for you,
any shape, any size
in Dutch blue just like your eyes,
put it on o’er your head
or wear it as a shawl instead,
hold it tightly like a hug
or roll it out like a rug,
spread it on your bed at night
or in the closet out of sight.
He loves me, he loves me not,
doesn’t matter, I’m still caught
stuck inside a ball of yarn,
unravel me between your arms
then hold me to your face – pretend
that I can kiss your face again.
Knit, purl, knit, purl,
give the spool another twirl
and when at last we’re all unwound
I will put my needles down.
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© 2013 Betty Hayes Albright