The Mitten's Tale

A mitten, black and fuzzy,
A story to be told,
Of warmth and love and comfort,
In winters harsh and cold.

The mitten's tale, a simple one,
Of days gone by, and days to come,
A faithful friend, through thick and thin,
The mitten's tale, where love begins.

The pilling and the fuzziness,
Are marks of time well spent,
In snowball fights and snowman builds,
And sledding down the bent.

A thread of white, a simple sight,
A reminder of the care,
That went into each stitch and row,
A labor of love, so rare.

So when you wear this mitten old,
And feel its warm embrace,
Remember all the memories,
And all the love it's traced.

The mitten's tale, a simple one,
Of days gone by, and days to come,
A faithful friend, through thick and thin,
The mitten's tale, where love begins.