I wrote this poem for my Reading/Writing in Middle School class.

Wrapped In Love

Five tiny wooden sticks

Come together in a round

With softly spun wool

And loving hands

Making tiny loving stitches.

Patiently stitching around and around.

Until finally

A wonderful creation.

Warm, soft, comfortable socks

Are like having your feet

Wrapped in love.

Yes…I am a dork.

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