Hand-Made Crafts

bye, bye, pie in the sky

I made a dream

I made you out of nowhere,

Out of the mountain snow and out of the air.

I was spinning your head

On my spinning wheels

Out of warm sunshine and out of cool moon beams.

For months and months,

I was spinning your head.

I was weaving your hair

Out of silky threads

For weeks.

Carefully pedaling my old fashioned,

Singing

Sewing machine,

I spent nights

Stitching adornments on your pockets,

Embroidering your cuffs.

Crochet crazy,

I crocheted laces for your sheer enjoyment

And for your windows,

Hooked on the crocheting hooks

Way up high.

I knitted sweaters

For your sacrificial lambs

Of colourful wools.

You are almost finished,

My just a dream, just a dream,

I'll let you go

With the African hot wind.

I am all done

With you.

Sorry, I couldn't hold on

To my golden

Knitting needles

Any longer.

(1-16-07)

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