“construct poem about craftypolly”

In a cozy nook with sunlight streaming gold,  
There sits CraftyPolly, clever, bright, and bold.  
Her scissors snip, her fingers softly glide  
Through colored paper, ribbons at her side.  

A thimble shines atop her sewing thumb,  
She hums a song, her needle nimble, plumb.  
Glue sticks and sequins sparkle in her tray,  
Ideas blossom—artwork on display.  

Scraps turn to wonders with a pinch and twirl:  
An egg-carton dragon with a tail that curls,  
A felted owl with button eyes so wise—  
Magic crafted under Polly’s skies.  

She paints, she knits, she stitches, folds, and bends,  
Finding hidden treasures in odds-and-ends.  
A cardboard castle, fit for fairy kings;  
A kite from straws, aloft on paper wings.  

Neighbors bring their broken toys and dreams,  
Polly patches, mends, re-dyes the seams.  
A glitter trail is left where she has been—  
A mark of love, a warmth that’s felt within.  

For CraftyPolly sees the world anew:  
A world where every torn thing’s worth a glue.  
With gentle hands, and laughter bright and clear,  
She crafts a place where creativity lives here.

Create Your Own Poem | Recent Poems