Grandma's Quilt. Poem by @sweetjoy

There was no connection
It was all gone

Family and friends
Very sparse
Like a dried up lawn

No sleep
Tossing and turning

Just a void
An empty space
A yearning

Then one day
Shopping in a five and dime

There was a quilt
That caught my eye
Took me
Back it time

It was a carbon copy
Of a quilt Grandma made

Finest quality
Never fades

The time it took...
cutting and saving
Pieces of fabric
That now look amazing

Some art were used as
Secret Codes
During slavery
For the underground railroad

But for me it meant
Comfort and family
But most of all
a good night's sleep

Family and friends have
Passed on
Or just got busy... on and on

Paid the price
For a gem that day

Generations of kids
Have this to say:

"I love the house that grandpa built, all my toys and grandma's quilt."

Enjoy your day!!

Post & Pic by @sweetjoy