I would sit in my comfy chair
Pull out my wool to knit there
Row upon row until it was done
For each and every loved one
Blues, reds, oranges and more
My trusty basket sitting on the floor
Every Christmas everyone received
A handmade gift that I believed
Fit them comfortably just the right size
Cuddly warm, no need to agonize
Alas those days are now long gone
But I still keep my eye on
Precious works of art that I see
Since they are so beautiful to me
This is a borrowed picture, but an example of what I used to knit.
I never did learn to knit, but I think it would be a relaxing activity.
With all the beautiful colors of yarn, it would be difficult to choose!