Sewing Lesson

She wanted to learn.
I got out the old "Brother."
First she learned how to drive on paper.
Her trepidation at pressing the pedal,
Was palpable.
Where to put her fingers?
Then...
Clickity, clickety, stop.
Clickety, clickety, clickety ,clickety stop.
She found her rhythm.
Onto reversing,
Then turning corners.
I think filling bobbins and threading the machine,
Remain my domain,
At least for now.  
Practising on actual fabric gave her confidence,
But sewing up her first drawstring bag,
I could see in her shining face,
Gave her satisfaction.