my grandmother's knitting needles
tarnished and rusted
brittle and broken
from these needles
came stylish cardigans
for three admiring little girls
who
are now grown
with little girls
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This is a neat post. Love the photo... the story and the picture in my head of 3 granddaughters wearing knitted cardigans.
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Cheers~Ivy
This is a great shot and a wonderful blog to go with it.
ReplyDeleteso moving - love poetry and th e photo. Excellent work
ReplyDeleteThis is such a touching post...I love the photo & poetry. Very well done! :D
ReplyDeleteLovely poem and post.
ReplyDeletethis is a really lovely post, thank you xx
ReplyDeleteBeautiful shot with nostalgia all over it. Such a lovely poem too. Really love the warmth in the image. Cherry XXX
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and what a great memory you created. Frame that shot with those words for each of those girls... Beautiful
ReplyDeletethese are so fantastic, and to think what they made too, wonderful prompt.
ReplyDeletefantastic, my grandmother knitted for us too, so wonderful that you have her knitting needles
ReplyDeleteJust lovely... That picture is great and so is the poetry. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteI love your photo. I've just gotten so interested in vintage tools and cameras. I wish I had some that belonged to my family. Your writing is as wonderful as the photo!
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful interpretation of the prompt! Those needles are such incredible keepsakes. Great image as well!
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