Completion

I knit and pull out stitches
and knit and pull out again,
then patiently untangle
charcoal gray yarn
and replace it
with a better color.
Plunging my hands
in the soft, warm balls of yarn,
I weave my fingers
and thick plastic needles
in the tan, soft brown, and latte colored strands
of bulky alpaca yarn,
while watching my children play,
while chatting with Grandma Janice,
while sitting in a circle of friends,
while eating at Shakespeare's pizza,
while sitting in my rocking chair...

The scarf is now complete.

And so is the visit with
Grandma Janice.

The tears flow freely
as we say goodbye today,
goodbye to three weeks
with her,
goodbye to bedtime stories
and breakfast, lunch, and dinner with her
and goodbye to stories about her childhood,
her deceased husband, her loving father;
and goodbye to her laughter
and goofy antics
and all of the
dishes she so kindly
did each day.
And while she can't
stay
we give her some
warmth to comfort
her on
her way
home...