LOVE LIGHT SPILLS THROUGH THE HOLES

The old quilt . . .

Its softness is enhanced

By age and use.

Its colors faded by the light of many days,

And its fibers show wear

Yet its beauty is all I see,

All I feel,

And all I know.

Its story is one of patience

And of time and effort.

It  contains both pain and pleasure.

The fabrics of many lives intertwined

To become one . . .

It is not one story,

But rather generations of stories

Shared by the fire,

Told over tea,

Revealed as fine thread

Wove scraps of many lives

Into something too beautiful not to share.

By Martha L Shaw – © 2013

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This lovely quilt, subject of the symbolism in my poem, goes back multiple generations in my family and is approx 150 years old.  Oh, the stories it has to tell me are many!

 

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5 Responses to LOVE LIGHT SPILLS THROUGH THE HOLES

  1. I love the idea of interconnectedness that comes through this poem. Fibers stretching back generations…

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  2. Leonas Lines says:

    Very beautiful poem and quilt.

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  3. Martha, Is the picture featured the real quilt in your beautiful poem? My grandma made me one very similar. She called it a yo-yo spread. I remember her working for hours on it. I treasure my quilt made with her loving hands.

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