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Probus Knit and Natter Group

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Probus Knit and Natter Group

If you ever wanted to know what the atmosphere is like at 10 am every Wednesday morning in Probus Comrades Club where the Probus Knit and Natter group meet, then perhaps this little poem may help. New knitters and natterers always welcome.

In a cosy nook where laughter resounds,

Our knit and natter group knows no bounds.

Eve, the leader, keeps our threads in line,

With her guiding words, our talents shine.

Marge, the jester, tells jokes oh so lewd,

With each punchline, we burst and exude.

Her humour, though cheeky, brings us delight,

In stitches we gather, laughing noon 'til night.

Barbara, in need, seeks our helping hands,

With knitting quandaries, she just doesn’t understand.

Patiently we assist, stitch by stitch,

Her gratitude warms, a heartfelt switch.

Heather, the baker, her oven a delight,

Whipping up cakes, a scrumptious sight.

With each sugary slice, our spirits rise,

Savouring the sweetness, our mouths comprise.

And Anthea, the knitter, with nimble hands,

Weaving socks with love, her skill expands.

Cosy and warm, her creations unfold,

Embracing our feet, against a winter's cold.

In this knit and natter group we treasure,

A bond formed through yarn, way beyond measure.

With Marge's jokes, Eve's guidance so strong,

Barbara's pleas, Heather's cakes, Anthea's throng.

Yes in a cosy nook, our group does convene,

A knit and natter circle, serene.

Then, of course there’s Andrea, adorned in garments sublime,

Always dressed so elegantly, every time.

Here’s Cathy, our dear friend from faraway Oz,

Weaves tales of adventure, without a pause.

Julia, meek and mild, with gentle grace,

Her knitting needles dance but at a steady pace.

Jenny with her gentle soul. Taking each day, just lately her life’s been a toil.

But it’s in stitches intertwine, friendships are sewn,

Laughter and chatter in a harmonious tone.

Yarns of life's trials and triumphs we share,

Creating a tapestry, beyond compare.

Together we knit, stitch by stitch we blend,

Creating memories, a friendship that won't end.

In this joyful circle, our hearts entwined,

Our knit and natter group, will forever be defined.

by Debra Adams
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