Ponybeading
Seeing all the shades of the beads
Plucking them up one by one.
Annoyed as though they are weeds,
But so worth it to choose a ton.
Selecting all the patterns of colours,
Carefully threading them unto a necklace.
Instead of going to do any chores,
I am often crafting with a smile on my face.
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