A Stitch In Time

a poem by Christine Anne Shaw, UK

She searched her wicker basket
to find the last one.
Through the eye of a lonely needle
she threaded a trail ofr black cotton.
Not as easy as it used to be,
but with the neatest of stitches,
a sort of strengthened stem stitch,
she worked on the repair.

He stood waiting impatiently.
'You can sew then?'
Her mind smiled in silence.
In a flash she heard herself saying,
'Better than you can boot a football.'
Split seam mended, end strands
tidied and clipped,
the reward came quickly.

A peck on the cheek.
'Can't remember the last one
of those I had.'
Mind was being mouthy.
'You've just had a kiss from
a boshy teenage boy.
Now there's a result worth
remembering.'

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