Unwinding the Snarls

EDITH SHAW BROWN

A little child at mother's kneePlies woolen strands and needles bright.Small, eager hands strive earnestlyTo fashion every stitch aright.

But soon perplexing knots appearWhich vex and hinder progress' flow.Impatient fingers pull and tear,While ever worse the tangles grow.

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