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| wildflowers from the Quilt Lady |
What a day it was
I will not bore you
with how it went down
but I had to relax
the only way I knew how
Fan droning beside me
pulling cool Fall air in,
Out came the machine,
and the sewing began.
Fabrics were cut
and a dream began to form
"who is this for?"
a small question was asked
"for me, I believe,
something fun
something warm"
Small squares, rectangles
pink, green, brown,
the quiet whirring
broke the silence all around
Headlights shone
on the drive bathed in dark
I hesitate and wonder
who dared to come
A beautiful face appears
slowly in the dark of the porch
holding a beautiful yellow bouquet
flowers, fresh from the field
Ah, the Quilt Lady
a smile adorns her face
(yes she would dare
venture out in the night)
and welcome is she,
into my sewing lair
that beautiful smile
and encouraging words
her hug was most needed
at the end
of a very hard day
Like cold water to a weary soul,
So is good news from a distant land. Proverbs 25:25 (New American Standard Bible)
How have you been blessed by a thoughtful friend, in the midst of a hard day or week or were you the one who listened with your heart and blessed someone? I'd love to hear about it!
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