Dipping, bowing,
Up and down;
Weaving, threading,
Restless hands.
Threads meet,
Greet,
Fall at their master's feet.
Feet that press the pedal,
Feel the metal;
Ringing softly,
Hum even softer.
Chk-chk-chk-chk,
The needle singing,
Clacking its way through life.
Such a way is hard,
But not so hard,
Not so hard it can't be soft.
Soft as silk--
The silk stitched together,
Joining hands and folds and bolts of cloth.
Pleating, hemming, tacking, knitting...
Until it's done.
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