knitting with old hands

My hands are old

My eyesight is poor

My eyes see differently from any other eyes.

I am knitting as I sit

And talk with friends.

Each stitch is a prayer

I am knitting an afghan for someone I love.

As I knit

I ask my friends to help choose the colors.

Each person is a thread in the afghan of my life

I am knitting with old hands

New afghans.

I am beginning to see

Others can learn

Can see anew

By looking through these, my old eyes



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