She knitted this as a wedding gift to my parents.
Hand crafted made stitch by stitch, over fifty years ago.
As a boy it warmed me when sick or cold from winter's play.
Time passes and a boy I am not.
But this afghan, this work of art still warms me.
In heart as well as body;
As if Great Grandma opens her arms to me.
The afghan wrapped all around.
And the chill is gone....