A Sweater for James

A Sweater For James

A week ago it came to me

Soon two years ol our James will be

I’ll make a sweater like his eyes

Blue as Whitman County skies

I knitted early, I knitted late

I got it done at any rate.

Pickles not made and fruit not canned

Dust grew thick on every hand

And still I purled and knit and cabled

All other work for the time was tabled

I know this verse is pretty hammy

But it comes with lots of love from Granny

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I came to this “Found Poem” via a Judge John Hodgman Podcast. 

It resonated with me so much – especially these days when I feel pulled in so many directions. It’s often the things that we do from our hearts that take the most time but are the most worth doing. 

I like to imagine Granny writing this poem as she knitted a Sweater for Baby James. Thank you to Granny for writing this poem. Thank you to Baby James for receiving and keeping it, and thank you to John Hodgman for taking the time to read it. 

I shared this poem and illustration in my Summer issue of Woolgathering, Spring Bird’s quarterly, adfree magazine about the seasons and our deep connection to nature by visiting here – where you can also request your free sample issue!