The NaPoWriMo prompt for today is to write "a poem in which you describe something that cannot speak, and what it has taught or told you." I love to crochet, so I decided to write about yarn and how it has dreams to be created into something new.
Crocheting Dreams
By Candace Shultz
Yarn speaks to me
Every color
Every texture
Every size
Has a story to tell
Has a longing to be
Something
Something special
Something wanted
Something loved
A blanket for a newborn baby
Who will outgrow it but still
Take it everywhere with them
When they become a toddler
Warm socks for a grandma
To keep her feet warm
When she walks on the
Cold floorboards of her home
Mittens for children
To keep their hands
From freezing in the cold
As they throw snowballs
And make snowmen
On their day off from school
A cute cat plush
For a little girl or boy
To hold close to their heart
Or a daring dinosaur
To play with every day
Yarn tells me
It wants to be created
Into something new,
To be held and cherished too.
It's just waiting for me
To make its dreams come true.
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