School bells, like this one,
are waiting to be rung. From the Atlantic to the Pacific they will call boys and girls to class.
They remind me of other bells, the Christmas kind and I was inspired to write this poem.
The word bell rings
sprinkling silver tunes—
ting a ling, a ling.
Its graceful dome
when struck, just sings
Remember these knitted bells from last year?
Follow these simple directions
Next post I’ll share an even simpler bell to make.