Well Knit Poems - Poems about Well Knit

You, my life and my girl In these together If we have to burn In the embers they fan We're dying together I abort her never She has to deliver And the world of her dad Rule over forever. You, my life and my love In eyes yours I see my girl So closely knit...

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Several weeks in to this healing journey. Grateful of course, there was no gurney.. Now waiting for these bones to knit. It's challenging for me to quietly sit. Wheeling around my condo floors, the metal stripping's are loose once more. My wheel chair clunks on the foyer tiles. Some days my arms feel they've walked several miles.. I amble to my car with...

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The Maker : Knit and Purl The Maker wields the needles of predestination and free will, One in each strong, talented hand. Knitting the yarn and thread of our lives Into the fabric of time with such love. Knit ,with predestination; His will is done. Purl ,with free will; Our choices made. Knit and purl, purl and knit, The pattern known to Him and...

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Sorting out struggling moments, listening to Dolly Parton: A coat of many colours, a rainbow of wisdom sang for changing. Turning back is possible, a turning point means new feet to walk on. I mean further, new feet to dance on. Let me take you for a dance. We can get our wings ready to...

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In her old-fashioned world It's knit one pearl two; The pattern never changes, The vesture never finished....

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Teddy looked sad, forlorn cold and bare Sat on the bed with nothing to wear So aunty got out her knitting pins To knit Teddy some warm cosy things. First came a jumper in shades of blue Then some trousers, the same colour too Also a scarf, a hat and some mitts To please Pip, her young nephew that is. Aunty knitted all...

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Is, The, Star Knit, Star Knit Field's, Feat, Sum; Baby, Toddler's, .... Cardigan's?!...

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Her chopsticks are at the ready. Her hands are good and steady. She likes to knit her noodles! The task has just begun... She starts off with a mango Welt With pride, with zest, with tang. It's a mesmerising watch While the wiggling noodles hang. Next. She's on to saucy Stocking Stitch. Her garment sure does grow! Knit one - Purl one - Knit two...

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Tina learnt to knit her own sweater Instructions followed to the letter Many stitch she did drop Gave too many a strop When made looked like been through a shredder Next she wanted to learn to crochet Make flowers tied into a bouquet Got her yarn in a twist Knots and ties would not shift But did look like a crochet toupee Decided to learn...

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Devotion Poem, Like Snow Leopards (Written for Jim Eslinger) Out on one of the Great Plains of Yahweh, It seems You may have gone on a hunt, or a long searching. But no matter the reason, in the time apart from you, I Stand static against the endless sky. We are snow leopards, You and I, bonded, Monogamous, champions...

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Loose Knit by Michael R. Burch She blesses the needle, fetches fine red stitches, criss-crossing, embroidering dreams in the delicate fabric. And if her hand jerks and twitches in puppet-like fits, she tells herself reality is not as threadbare as it seems ... that a little more darning may gather loose seams. She weaves an unraveling tapestry of fatigue and remorse and pain;...

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Money alone won’t make you happy, you must own it Don't need to be a rocket scientist to figure that one out I'll admit Well at least grade two To stay ahead of the queue Some Presidents don't even need to know how to knit...

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On the old couch is where my grandmother would sit Knowing that on it is where she would knit Oh if I could share if I could only tell The joy from her eyes I knew all too well She would sleep on the couch and he would cover Her from the cold room my dear old grandmother When alzheimer's hit...

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Money alone won’t make you happy, you have to own it Don't need to be a rocket scientist to figure that one out I'll admit Well at least grade two To stay ahead of the queue Presidents don't even need to know how to knit...

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Zits! Pus problems ... oozing wipe love, has got them innocent bite fangs showing That baby drac queen moon face turning into a teenage mutant turtledove Cold cream cyber hits Another three-day seclusion ... chained to a marred model illusion Hip adolescent Wonder Woman changed into a square Lois — closing the fast lane to popularity Matinee crash dream ten-dollar scraping for a heart wreck,...

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