We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
The threads are very nice. So gentle is the price. The scarf I'm making first doth quench my crafting thirst. Each new day, that I live, I'm knitting gifts to give. Sometimes things go awry, that lead to one more try. The rows, that add a stitch, may tempt to project ditch. I think I must forgive. I'm knitting gifts to give. How many are the rows to finish things like those? I measure scarves I've made by those with money paid. My gifts may me outlive. I'm knitting gifts to give. The skillfulness of hand makes projects by a plan. The peaceful moments make a joy the times I take. Such project hearts a-vive, I'm knitting gifts to give. by Jay O’Toole on April 11th, 2023 |