A quilter
By Larry Howland, Elsie, Michigan
A quilter brings us comfort
On the chilliest of nights,
With unseen hands she tucks us in
And softly dims the lights.
What many others throw away
She knows that she can use,
She brings together every square
Arranged in varied hues.
With simple needle and humble thread
And batts without form,
She sews each piece with tender love
To keep us snug and warm.
Source has helped her understand
The value of old things,
She swaddles us in memories
Each precious to behold.
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