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My neighbor is washing her windows,
And scrubbing and mopping her floors,
But my house is all topsy and turvy,
And dust is behind all the doors.

My neighbor, she keeps her house spotless,
And she goes all day on a trot.
But no one would know in a fortnight,
If she swept today or not.

The task I am at is inticing,
My neighbor is worn to a rag-
I am making a quilt out of pieces
I saved in a pretty chintz bag.

And the quilt, I know my descendants
Will exhibit with credit to me-
"So lovely-My Grandmother made it
Long ago in 1933."

But will her grandchildren remember
Her struggles with dirt and decay?
They will not-they will wish she had made them
The quilt I am making today.
Cynicky Phin

shequilts

'Sorry I had a little trouble posting this.

amma

I LOVE this poem!! Thank you for sharing :D:D:D

quilting cat

Reminds me of the one about dusting having to wait while rocking the baby, "Babies don't keep"!

SherriB

What a sweet poem! Helps me feel less quilty about not cleaning everyday. I love knowing that I am leaving a piece of me to my family.

grammysews4u

How sweet. And so true !! Thanks for posting.

cjomomma

I love this poem. I have friends whose house is always spotless and she complains of being tired all the time. Funny thing is I found out she doesn't clean but she makes her kids do it all.

earlylace

I have that cross stitch its for sale for $5 plus shipping if anyone wants it! pm me.

Quilter2B

Me too. I'd rather be working in my sewing room than any where else (except maybe the kitchen making cookies) :oops: (or here on the QB :oops: :oops: )

happymrs

I saved a copy, lol, going to print it off & post it in my studio, & send it to all my quilting friends too! Thanks for sharing!