Knitted Shoes

Each summer vacations she would come

winters being her time to cater to aches –

feet, heart, joints and maybe the tired soul;

and so she came each may,loaded with love

and the candies, bitter sweet tales from village –

births, deaths, illness, festivals and gossips too.

but what i awaited was her knitting needles

oh what fun it was to see her spin her magic –

in any color i want ; even in more than one.

the first thing she made was the woollen shoes

one toe and four fingers fused into one space –

perfect to fit the heels when i run without sandal.

Each winter a new pair,its tales told next summer

each year a new foot size,and a new age for her –

And then i stopped wearing those shoes anymore.

not that i did not like them as much as a kid

not that i did not feel the cold trouble my toes –

but i just left it without another thought.

She can not travel each summer any more

and i do not go to meet her as regularly

but my granny still knits – for my kids maybe.

Written for Big Tent Poetry as inspired fromthe image atΒ  Referential Magazine.

Also submitted to Months of the year challenge – May

and Sunday Scriblings [May]

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0 thoughts on “Knitted Shoes”

  1. This is one of the most amazing poems you have written. I think the best one you have. Wish you could read it to her, and even though she couldn’t understand english, but she will still understand the emotions in this poem. I loved it πŸ™‚

  2. Knitting seems so peaceful and meditative to watch. How nice you have sweet memories and keepsakes from your grandmother. Mine used to sew Barbie clothes for me when I was little. She’s passed, but the clothes are still here.

  3. Oh the quiet security of hearing the needles click. Grandmothers, Mother and Wife all still working while sitting down after toiling all day. What a great reminiscence!

  4. These are the lines that really grab me.

    ‘And then i stopped wearing those shoes anymore.
    not that i did not like them as much as a kid
    not that i did not feel the cold trouble my toes –
    but i just left it without another thought.’

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