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| God's Beautiful Quilt I lifted the lid from the box, upstairs, "This certainly has to go ..." I shouldn�t have taken the lid off. There are so many patterns, I know. I had thought I�d piece them together To be a tapestry of my years, A quilt to treasure, just for myself; A reminder of joys and tears. My fingers passed, tenderly, over the lot, A garment from so long ago, When I was young and so very ambitious, My hopes were all aglow. Here�s the paisley from Aunt Eva (So pretty in that special dress!), The plaid from little Jackie�s shirt ~ Whose now gone to Heaven�s rest. A hound's-tooth check, a polka-dot; A piece from my little boys� blue. (For, both had worn those coveralls And both had loved them, too.) I laid some of the pieces together. Why, they would fit just so! They had a common color. Oh, let that straightening go! I brought out the iron and the scissors. I straightened and cut just right. I pieced that fabric together, Before I came to night! The new quilt wasn�t really 'new'. It wasn�t large. But, say! I wouldn�t take a million for The memories of that day! Might there be a seamstress angel, Sent out to collect loving deeds? Maybe, He lays them together, To judge what else He needs? When I reach that land of forever, I�m gonna look for the quilting frame ~ To search and seek a familiar piece; Something that bears my name. I won�t care if it�s in the middle Or just a strip that is sewn in free, When God spreads out that beautiful quilt And explains it�s design to me! � 2003 by Joan Clifton Costner http://underhiswings0.tripod.com/ "... be acceptable in Thy sight, Oh, Lord." |