Cramming thumbs beneath loopsÂ
Love pouring through my fingertipsÂ
What a beautiful girl, I really am, strong determined and loved
You’re battling hard my sweet fireflyÂ
I know you don’t recognize yourselfÂ
That’s scary of course but you’re still youÂ
She is climbing out through all the yarn 🧶 you’ve knitÂ
The fabric of you still shines throughÂ
Your blanket is not brokenÂ
Some loops are a-frayÂ
It has mending to be doneÂ