some days I am mittens
holding tight – fingers
clasped around my
feelings
safe and warm within
my knitted life
comforted by simple
things
some days I am gloves
fingers stretched out
to touch the world
grabbing all of what
this life can offer
reaching for the
stars
some day I am mittens
some days I am gloves
—-
Just Jot It January 21st – mittens
rhymeswithbug 
What a lovely simile! Nicely done, Candy. 🙂 Thanks again for the prompt!
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Thanks Linda. It’s been a fun month
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Glad you’re enjoying it. 🙂
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Oh, that is a beautiful poem! I think the comparison is just right. Are you a knitter?
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Thanks! No, I don’t knit. Maybe someday
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It’s a cute poem, candy. Nice picture too. Gloves encourage the fingers to mingle and interact. Mittens keep the fingers together, like a fence, or incestial. Both cover, they hide and protect.
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Thanks
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Beautiful poem beautiful photo!
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Thanks so much 😊
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🙂
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This is a very effective analogy. I like the way you have set out the lines, with a great control of the flow of ideas.
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Thank you Kerry
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Love your poetic comparison of the gloves and mittens. Wonderfully done. 🙂
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thanks so much!
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