My Mother Knitted

In the gray of Boston winters
mother knitted
She knitted hats, vests,sweaters,mittens, slippers
but they always came out as
Long scarves
of many colors
Wrapped around our necks five times, they looked
like woolen speedbumps
They hung down to our feet
I tripped on my scarves
But we wore them
because we loved mother

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