Originally Posted by jpete523

I am looking for a poem to label a baby quilt which expresses the quilt isn't an heirloom or keepsake but should be used and loved. There is one credited to Nancy Sherlock that is very similar but the one I saw included a line about using the quilt as a saddle for the dog. I have searched and searched for it but don't find it. Does anyone recognize it? I would appreciate any help locating it. Thanks!

Jan