November 30th, 2008
When I knit time stands still.
I sit in a world of the past living in the now.
A world where things move slower
and with less about which to worry.
When I knit I have no demands to fulfill-
No questions to answer: where, when, or how?
A world with a woman’s grandchild below her,
and nothing for which to be sorry.
When I knit I have no burdens, no fears, no bills-
No decisions to make, no future to endow.
In a world where all doubt will cower
and in which nothing makes me wary.
And so I sit.
And so I knit.
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