Poem - Unravelling the Handmade Blanket

This is a poem that only scratches some emotions that I have dealt with over the last few months - Praise God He is always good and will never leave us completely hopeless.  Congratulations to my lovely, lovely friends who are expecting their first baby!!!  So excited for you guys!!!  xxx

Unravelling the handmade blanket

Is like watching my dreams slowly die.

The love and the hope that went into each stitch

Come undone and away they fly.

But the pattern of life is like that in the wool – 

Consistent but intricate with turns and twists

One thread on its own is not very important

But without it the pattern would cease to exist.

And so this I ponder as I continue to wind 

Up in a ball the dreams of my heart

Perhaps I will use this wool again one day

And knit it into a blanket for a brand new start.

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I pulled out a ball of wool the other day

That still bears the stains of many a tear

But today instead of weeping I smile with joy

As stitch by stitch I prepare for the arrival of a baby dear.

Each row is woven in with love

And hope is sewn between the lines

Of peace and joy and happiness

That now around my heart entwines.