A lovely young girl
once did her bit
For a soldier boy
by the sox she knit.
She knitted up yarn
more than seven miles,
But paid no attention
to sizes or styles.
The first pair she knit
of her soldier's hose
She dropped nine stitches
in the first six rows.
Where they should have been small
they were large instead,
And in turning the heel
she knit straight ahead.
She added a thumb
half way to the knee
And rounded the toe
where the heel ought to be.
One of those stockings
would cover a ham,
While the other was fit for
a club-footed man
She wrapped them up well
and lest they might stray
Put her name on the bundle
and sent it away.
Back from the war zone
came a letter which said
The following words
which were eagerly read:
"Thanks for the sox -
they're an excellent fit
I wear one for a helmet
and one for a mitt,
Your kind generosity
so freely given
Will surely be rewarded
when you get to heaven;
You have lightened my pathway
by doing your bit
But where in h---
did you learn to knit?"
-by Alice Currie
Fryeburg, ME
Before I met you I didn't know what happiness was It seems like you changed My life around. You made me Feel like someone special. You made me open my eyes You made me feel important You made me realize, that I shouldn't let anyone walk all over me. But most of all you gave me someone to care about. And now you are gone But don't worry about me Because you also gave me courage to make it on my own. Thanks friend, I am glad we met. -by Karen Adams North Conway, NH
A little boy at Christmas time Had legs all braced with steel, But learned to use his crutches well And one might say with skill. He joined the crowd on Christmas morn Who tried the path to church, And he attached a holly wreath Onto each sturdy crutch. He tied some tiny Christmas bells Onto each metal brace And cried, "God bless you all" As smiles were wreathed upon his face. "How can you smile?" one asked - He said, "The braces that I wear Are on my legs, but not my mind For I'm not crippled there! And though my legs are lame," said he, "For life I have a plan; I'll give my best and hope to get All out of life that I can." -by Gertrude Chaplin Fryeburg, ME
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