Doubt

I have some talents

Am I one born creative?

I doubt if I am!

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I love doing needle work

even when it is time to cook

I could crochet with my nimble fingers

even when the aroma of stew lingers

I create in the blanket  designs of nature

for a hapless  baby with bleak future

That cannot make out the intricate  patterns I weave

for the motherless baby of my friend whom I grieve

I love to make all types of  cookies and cakes

In various designs and colors with delicious icing

as yummy as what a regular baker makes

Their aroma makes the neighbourhood drooling

I love to write all my thoughts and dreams

That keep flowing like gentle streams

Be they short stories or verses that rhyme

They engage my mind most of the time

Knitting, baking and writing keeps my soul alive

Keeping me ever busy as I strive

wondering sometimes at my rich and varied  life  

I keep asking am I really born creative?

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Written for Haiku Heights

Prompt: Waves

And Alex' A-Z Challenge