Once upon a time I taught myself to knit.
I knew so little them, and had such room to grow,
And as I looped each stitch I began to dream.
At first the things I knit were not the “stuff of dreams,”
But still I soldiered on as row and round I knit,
And as I practiced more my skills began to grow.
Now as I add each stitch my love for knitting grows.
My hands become so wise, and I knit in a dream.
I love to grow and dream: this is why I knit.
Knitting helps me grow into my dreams.