“craftypolly”

In the heart of a sunny, scattered loft,  
She hums as her scissors glide and lift,  
Craftypolly, with hands so deft and soft,  
Turns scraps and dreams into a gift.

Buttons and beads in jars align,  
Ribbons curl like laughter’s cheer,  
Paper petals and lace entwine,  
Bright ideas blossom here.

Her fingers dance with colored thread,  
Winding stories, mending seams,  
Glue and glitter, softly spread—  
A workshop whispering with dreams.

From felted owls to patchwork skies,  
She stitches hope and paints delight,  
Beneath her lamp, imagination flies,  
Making magic through the night.

And every card, and every doll,  
Bears the smile of craftypolly’s art—  
A spark of kindness, shared with all,  
A handmade hug, a loving heart.

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