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Author Name: Freequeens1 4 Comments
Date Added: July 18, 2007 00:07:40 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Family Album

Family Album

Colorful family stories blowing in the breeze.

Two patches from sister Sadie’s blue corduroy dress,

Another from shorts that are now way above my knees.

Looking out the window at the clothes line, I confess,

Our history is sewn in each and every seam.

Seeing my brother’s bright red shirt flash in the sunlight,

I remember the time we went wading down stream.

He fell in, I laughed, he pulled me down, we had a fight.

Mama made us come in to get cleaned up and patched up.

Our Easter dresses in stripes marching across one quilt,

Five sisters, pink, aqua, lilac, green and buttercup.

Reminds me of all those shaky playhouses we built.

The quilt made from the four boys’ blue jeans is on the end,

The best family album, drying in the sun and wind.

Author's Notes:
I saw a picture of quilts hanging on a clothes line in a field of flowers outside a country house.
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Comments:
Comment By: FreeLeonard Wilson on June 5, 2008 07:11:14 PM Report
Memories in pictures...They make you smile, but there is always a sad feeling about the times that are gone forever...You took me back to my own childhood, Pen...Thanks...len
Comment By: FreeLast Temple Knight on July 25, 2007 05:21:56 PM Report
Very nice, brings back memories of my youth...
Comment By: FreeRin Marie on July 20, 2007 02:43:22 PM Report
I have always wanted to make a quilt from some of my families old things, It seemed like a magical Idea to capture a hug and never be alone. Beautiful poem.

 

Love, Rin

Comment By: FreeLady Dragonwyck on July 18, 2007 09:15:24 AM Report
Hi.  Wow! this brings back memories.  I used to have several quilts my Mom and Grandmother had made from pieces of clothing and memories.    WOW!!!!   Lovely write........

 

Lady D





 


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