Shining pins that dart and click <br />In the fireside’s sheltered peace <br />Check the thoughts the cluster thick - <br /> <br />20 plain and then decrease. <br /> <br /> <br />He was brave – well, so was I – <br />Keen and merry, but his lip <br />Quivered when he said good-bye – <br /> <br />Purl the seam-stitch, purl and slip. <br /> <br /> <br />Never used to living rough, <br />Lots of things he’d got to learn; <br />Wonder if he’s warm enough – <br /> <br />Knit 2, catch 2, knit, turn. <br /> <br /> <br />Hark! The paper-boys again! <br />Wish that shout could be suppressed; <br />Keeps one always on the strain – <br /> <br />Knit off 9, and slip the rest. <br /> <br /> <br />Wonder if he’s fighting now, <br />What he’s done an’ where he’s been; <br />He’ll come out on top somehow – <br /> <br />Slip 1, knit 2, purl 14.<br /><br />Jessie Pope<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/socks-12/
