Wooly World: W.o.o.l.y F.r.i.e.n.d.s

Stacked in rows with tangled pride, Lopsided grins and knots untried. Spools for hearts and thread for toes, They pose beneath where bubblegrass grows. A snap! A blink! The day begins, With yarn-pack dreams and buttoned chins. One last laugh, one final cheer Adventure hums, the fluff brigade’s near.

Made with love and wools