April showers – bah!
We have snow;
deep, heavy snow.
The snow that breaks branches
and attacks hearts.
Serious, blowing snow that
laughs at your
crocuses and tulips
Snow that shakes its head
at our verses of spring
and flowers and colors and rebirth
Snow that reminds us
before any birth
labor pains can last a very, very long time.
I am a beginner
but already enchanted
with the beautiful
colors and
textures
of yarn
the way it slips
through the needles,
the feel of it on my fingers
and the repetition
knit, knit, purl
purl, purl, knit, purl
over and over
like a meditation,
the clicking of needles
a mantra
calming
soothing
and creating
Wordless Wednesday a day late.
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