Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2015
Leftover yarn
wanted to be something
and so I began
to crochet stitches and rows
until it started
to resemble a scarf.
I thought of you
as my hands worked
how you would
appreciate the soft angora thread
how the length
of it would keep you warm
on cold days
when you might be missing me
it is yours, if you want it

I never was much
for rambling on and on about a thing
but if you could see my thoughts
well, then, I guess
you'd know
Emily B
Written by
Emily B  45/F/Kentucky
(45/F/Kentucky)   
356
     --- and Emily B
Please log in to view and add comments on poems