Oven Mitts
Blue and pink pair with matted wrists,
Beautifully knitted with floral twists,
Silken interior so smooth to touch,
Gift from mum! Thank you very much!
My darling days of childhood games,
Friends and dreams, plans and aims,
Coming home to mum’s warm arms,
How I miss mum’s loving charms!
Those rainy days of walk to school,
Winter days in mum’s knitted wool,
Those story times and growing up,
Mum doing my hair and make up!
How heart yearns for those moments,
Seems so distant in life’s torrents,
Those moments came to me so swift,
When I kissed my mum’s Oven mitts!
Sponsor Craig Cornish
11th placement in
Pot holder poetry contest!
Written 06/05/2020
Copyright © Krish Radhakrishna | Year Posted 2020
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