t'was a few weeks before Christmas and in my head was a plan
To make all of my Christmas gifts by my own hand.
Away to my scrap box in a flashI did fly.
with patterns in my head and a twinkle in my eye.
I cut and I sewed as merry as an elf.
Making things for others and not for myself.
A quilted vest for a teenage niece.
Quilts for the grandparents with love sewn in each piece.
Quilted covers for aunt's tabletops.
Away I go with hardly a stop.
On scissors,on needles, on thimbles and thread,
Oh, hurry I must, for Christmas day is ahead.
A quilted diaper bag for the baby so new.
I may even quilt Santa a coat before I'm through,
Quilted bedspreads for Mother and Sis.
I still have a few left on my list.
Cushions with quilted tops and potholders done.
It's now Christmas Eve and I have a gift for each one.
So I sprang to my Volks wagon and quite a clatter.
The neighbors ran to the windows to see what was the matter.
From one house to the other, I leaped like a dear.
Leaving my presents and hopefully cheer.
With best wishes to each for a Christmas so bright.
A tired, happy quilter drove away in the night.
Merry Christmas to ALL!!!!!!!