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Thread: granny's crazy quilt

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    Super Member wordpaintervs's Avatar
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    To those who may have read it already I do apologise. To those who have not, than I hope you will enjoy it. I wrote this several years ago. Hope all are taking time to smell the roses.

    Vickey Stamps

    Granny's Crazy Quilt*

    Granny sat by the fire, in her old rocking chair
    Just dreaming about when her family was there
    She'd drawn up a corner of a quilt not yet done
    As she mused on the battles of life, she had won

    There was the blue as clear as the skies
    Matching in color, that of her daughters eyes
    Over there, near the center, stood dark colors of earth
    Much like her son's hair, at the time of their birth

    That pale yellow she'd sewn, to the right over there
    Was the shade that God placed in her daughter's hair
    Her son's eyes held the browns you could see in a tree
    Oh her children were such a great gift, don't you see

    And Pa was strong thread she used as she sewed
    Her memories of life with him always glowed
    Sometimes she'd ask for advice he would lend
    When she'd finished her chores, and had sat down to mend

    To her he was there, and had not gone away
    He'd be there forever, with her everyday
    She'd tell him the reasons for the colors she'd use
    From memories of things, that helped her to choose

    All the first baby shoes, kept polished so white
    The color of stars that came in the night
    Hand me downs, sometimes made from an old flour sack
    Clothes hung all the years, on a broomstick clothes rack

    Now cloth had been torn from seams with great care
    And quilted into covers, she'd once sent everywhere
    There were the remnants of things once brand new
    There weren't so many. They were precious and few

    The color of Love made her wonder so much
    She could almost define it then it swam out of touch
    Her and Pa would sit out on the old porch swing
    They'd read the worn Bible that Granny would bring

    They'd get excited at how heaven would look
    When they'd read the description from God's holy book

    Oh how they'd miss their old farm and all that
    But they'd take Granny's bonnet, and they'd take Papa's hat
    Wonderful memories, they would often recall
    Why her and old Pa, had the best of it all

    One day they discovered, she'd done passed away
    She was found clutching her quilt on that day
    The very last patch rested there in her lap
    And a smile on her face as if taking a nap

    The last patch held fast the color of gold
    For the sun and its warmth? Perhaps! I was told
    But was it for heavenly streets paved so bright
    Where things are peaceful, the paths filled with light

    We know for sure, that she left one last gift
    Intended to help, and our spirits to lift.
    The large patch held embroidered words, easy to see
    I know she meant them for you, and for me

    "This quilt holds love and warmth is here
    May it ever bless you and bring you cheer."

    ©Vickey Stamps

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    Beautiful and meaningful poem. Thanks for sharing.

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    Super Member cmagee84's Avatar
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    Beautiful! You have a gift from God to put words together in such meaningful ways.

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    Senior Member quiltingme's Avatar
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    That brought teArs tto my eyes! Beautiful.

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    Super Member RkayD's Avatar
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    Thank you...I enjoyed it very much. I lost my Grandma this year and have her quilt tops..I will think of your words when I'm quilting them like she wanted. =)

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    Super Member Judith1005's Avatar
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    *where the sun almost always shines*
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    beautiful. thank you for sharing your poem.

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