The Sewing Circle
by Leslie Noyes
Friends of a feather
Gathered closely together
Nimble fingers poised
A work in progress
Stitches in red, white, and blue
Most, perfectly spaced
“Janis, there’s a hitch
In the shape of your last stitch.”
“No, that clump is trump.”
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
Doing the best I can with what I have
kind of sad, but not so bad with cheese. cheese not provided.
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OK, Nice . So you riff Janis and I rip Van Dyke Parks…. By the By, are you gonna blurb my little book of poesy….you have about six months to decide. Go here https://1xpad.com
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Blurb?
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Never mind. I was being presumptuous. Not important. Sorry.
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Honestly, I’m not sure what you mean. Remember, you’re dealing with a non-published, grandmother here.
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Thanks for the images which whisked me back more than 70 years, to see my mom and neighbours making quilts on frames like that.
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My grandmother was a quilter. I still would like to learn how.
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