Auntie Mag

17 Nov

With saintly patience,

Aunty Mag,

would teach us how

to knit,

and winter nights,

for staying in,

the clicking

would begin.

Knit one pearl ones

edged cautiously

from chunky needles

to make,

bright squares

we took to school

for blankets,

never-ending scarves

of multicoloured hues,

and strange, lopsided,

hole-infested jumpers,

no-one ever wore.

But auntie Mag,

the knitting queen,

would praise them,

every one,

and, smiling as she

knitted on,

she knew her job

was done.

One Response to “Auntie Mag”

  1. Founder of ilovemusic November 17, 2014 at 3:46 pm #

    I love this poem it really pulls at the heart strings.
    A 5

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