Knitting in the round,
intricate shapes
embellish
nature’s doilies.
Nurturing hands,
aged
like air-washed glass
fondle
timeless determination.
Stitching day to night,
darkened figures
nod seamlessly
shivering
interchangeable designs.
Spirited exhaustion
springs awake-
a new day’s
colour.
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© Angela Trumble 2012 A Literary Artist’s Music
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