My Family Quilt
sepia-colored memories
laced with the hint of something more
I am my mother's third daughter
my father's baby girl
recollections are fuzzy
softly altered by the stretch of many years
lined in a mind that knows
some truths hide behind old ideas
I know there's a place for me
threaded behind two sisters
before one brother
my patch on this quilt
is woven delicately between generations of me
present, past and beyond
and when I'm gone, my thread will remain
as a faded promise to my sons and daughters
that on this quilt they will belong
as first and forever
I belonged
laced with the hint of something more
I am my mother's third daughter
my father's baby girl
recollections are fuzzy
softly altered by the stretch of many years
lined in a mind that knows
some truths hide behind old ideas
I know there's a place for me
threaded behind two sisters
before one brother
my patch on this quilt
is woven delicately between generations of me
present, past and beyond
and when I'm gone, my thread will remain
as a faded promise to my sons and daughters
that on this quilt they will belong
as first and forever
I belonged
posted by Unknown at 11:41 PM
5 Comments:
My Grandma makes quilts and showed me last year the one I get when she is gone. I love to wrap up in quilts, especially in the winter. What a beautiful picture Emily...
(great post by the way)
yes, apparently I really missed out yesterday...
new indeed, but I think it works, after all I do love these guys
Ok so the funny thing is that I have ALWAYS wanted to have a punching bag in my place for those very moments...well and also I thought it would be a fun way to excercise as well.
Yes the day so far is much better....thank you!
wow....another wedding...fun! But hey I got 3 years on ya...you are WAY ahead of me...just think when your my age you will have been in like 10! :)
oh yeah and I am probably like your roommate...I like to act all tough and "mad at the world" but I am really just a softy :)
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