Appreciationby Jacquie Scuitto
There are quilts that make me wonder.
there are quilts that make me blink.
There are quilts that tug my heartstrings.
There are quilts that make me think.
But the quilts that mean the most
And that fill my heart with glee
Aren't the ones I see at quilt shows.
But the rare ones made for me!
Nice poem! But if I could take the liberty of changing the last line a bit, that second stanza would read:
But the quilts that mean the most
And that fill my heart with glee
Aren't the ones I see at quilt shows.
But the rare ones made BY me!
I think the operative word here is "by." lol.
"Shady G"
"Shady G"
