My First Crochet Hook

My First Crochet Hook

by Helen Bootes

It was back in the 40's,

I was eleven that year.

There were 10 of us kids

and money was dear.

I visited our neighbor,

just crocheting away.

I watched her for hours

Not a word did I say.

All the while I thought,

I could do that too.

I'll go home and tell Don,

He'll know what to do

Don was our big brother,

And it was quick to see,

When he said "Just calm down.

And explain it to me.

I need a crochet hook

It should be this long, Don,

With a hook on the end

So the yarn will stay on.

Later he came back

With that I-made-it look,

I knew in an instant

I had my first crochet hook.

He had taken a twig,Smoothed it with a file,

just right for my hand.

Now many years have passed

And I crochet with pride.

Knowing how I got started,

There's a warm feeling inside.

So thanks to my brother,

Cause I know what it took.

Now nothing can replace

My first crochet hook.