Mrs Buttons

Dorothy had enjoyed a busy afternoon of sewing, feeling rather inspired
She switched off the old sewing machine, now feeling nicely tired
She shuffled in her fluffy pink slippers heading downstairs
When all was quiet, a little mouse hopped onto Dorothy’s chair
Mrs Buttons favourite place was the sewing room, a crafters paradise
She was particularly partial to the button collection, so shiny and nice
Every evening she would scamper around tidying bobbins and thread
Quietly working, while Dorothy slept peacefully in her old bed
She gently folded the lace and packed away the colourful pins
Being carefully not to disturb things being firmly held in place
She rolled the cotton reels until they were organised and neat
Padding softly and swiftly on her tiny padded pink feet
She loved the smoothness of the buttons in all of their hues
The traditional wooden ones and the antique greens and blues
Carefully, she places them back in their tin with pleasure
Closing the antique lid on her little box of treasures
As the morning sun starts to rise she can hear the robin
Singing his dawn song as she polishes the bobbins
She stands back to admire the spotless work station
All spick and span ready for a new day of craft and creation
With a friendly wave to the robin she has done all her chores
Time for bed, she disappears silently behind the skirting boards

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