LindaB Posted December 27, 2009 Report Share Posted December 27, 2009 Merry Christmas everyone ~ A quilter buddy of mine sent this poem that is so cute, thought you all might enjoy reading it too.... Don't you wish this were possible??? .....:D ______________________________________________ 'Twas the night before Christmas, And the quilts were not made. The threads were all tangled, the cookies delayed. The stocking weren't hung, the pantry was bare. The poor weary Quilter, was tearing her hair. Stacks of fat quarters, tipped over in streams. Visions of Log Cabins, had turned into dreams. When what to her wondering eyes should appear, But a bus full of quilters with all of their gear. They went straight to work with just a few mutters, Sorting and stitching and brandishing cutters. The patterns emerged from all of the clutter, Like magic the fabrics arranged in a flutter. Log Cabins, Lone Stars, Flying Geese & Bear Tracks Each quilt was a beauty-even the backs. Her house how it twinkled, her quilts how they glowed. The cookies were baking, the stockings were sewed. Their work was all done, so they folded their frames, And packed up their needles, without giving their names. They boarded the bus, and checked the next address. More quilts to be made, another quilter in distress. She heard one voice echo, as they drove out of sight, Happy Quilting to all and to all a Good Night! Author Unknown Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
quiltmonkey Posted December 28, 2009 Report Share Posted December 28, 2009 And, of course, I believe this poem to be true. Yes, possible. I love quilters. They are the best folks, aren't they? (((hugs))) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
nora123 Posted December 28, 2009 Report Share Posted December 28, 2009 I added this post to my favorites. Nora Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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