Dana Didn't Knit This

A blog with some things I knit, and a lot of things I didn't knit, not authored by me!

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Stopping By Knitsmiths on a Sunday Afternoon

(with abject apologies to Robert Frost)

Whose sock this is I think I know.
Her chair, I see, is empty though;
She will not see me sitting here
To gauge her progress; it’s been slow.
My fellow Knitsmiths think it’s queer
To steal her spot when she’s not here
But from where I sit I can partake
Of Lisa’s wit and Thea’s cheer.
And look! This week someone’s brought cake!
It can’t be me—I do not bake.
The loudest sound I hear is Gail,
“Shush”ing us to no avail.
This Koigu’s lovely, dark, and sweet.
But, look, here’s Dana, back from Peet’s!
Back to my own chair I creep,
For I have promises to keep
And miles to knit before I sleep,
And miles to knit before I sleep.

4 Comments:

  • At 7:38 AM, Blogger Thea said…

    whoever did this one, i'm impressed - and not only because you think I bring cheer! Miles to knit before I sleep. Miles to knit before I sleep. What genius - and you knit too!

     
  • At 10:04 AM, Blogger Amber said…

    Wow, that was seriously impressive!

     
  • At 10:56 AM, Blogger Dana said…

    OH to spit, to hit, to split, and pit...To sit and not to quit... What more can a knitwit ask for, but some WIT....
    You are the best!!!

     
  • At 10:09 AM, Blogger Colleen said…

    Dana, this is a great poem :-).

     

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