Another Poem By Grandma

Home made hand made quilts by my grandmother ~ such works of art!!

 When Grandma passed away and we had her memorial we could not just put out some flowers and say pretty words. We had to show case the glory of her talent. And so at her memorial we hung up her quilts along the walls, and draped dresses she had made on tables and touches of her beauty were everywhere and everywhere was bathed in color.  Here is a poem she wrote about quilts (of which she made many)

The Homemade Quilt

You can work a bit of magic

By cutting little shapes

Of colored bits of cotton

For a quilt you plan to make.

The fabric should be smoothed and pressed

With pleasing colors chosen

To make a quilt that brings delight

When winter ponds are frozen.

As each new block is added on

You'll see the patterns growing,

Contrasting colors blending in

With stars and borders showing.

And as you put the stitches in

Don't count the time it's taking.

Remember it's a gift of love

With pleasure in the making. 

by June Green

 

 I end with the quilt she made just for me. Each one was made with so much love, precision and creativity. What treasures to pass on ~ I miss her.