Electric Scarf

The weaved wool wrapped around my neck is like my grandmas hugs.

My hands are starting to hurt from the endless movement of the needles

Warm, cosy, gentle, rigid , fleecy

My fingers are hurting even more

Vibrant electric blue colour gleams

My skin is excruciating

It is like a cats furry silk and it also keeps you warm

Blisters are forming on my palms

Colour that pops and is noticeable

My whole hand is about to drop

It makes me wonder what creation is upon my finger tips

My marvellous masterpiece is finally done.