I slip the mittens you made for me onto my hands

I remember the fire blazing that kept me warm

I remember how your needles clinked together as the yarn came together

I rember watching the yarn come together to shape things that would keep me warm

I remember your voice

Telling me stories

Storied of witches

And fairies

And castles

And everything magical

As I gaze at my hands I remember all the memories woven into and through the yarn

It’s soft like you

Together and strong like you

They protect me like you