this poem is very sweet. I wish you had a picture. I bet it would match the one in my mind right now. I am allergic to flowers and so can only look on them from afar. you do make me wish I had window boxes full of them, and a garden overflowing. Thank you for the visions you bring. Keep it up!
My grandmother was a "needle" crafter, my mother followed her, and I, taught partly by grandmother and mother and self, am now a "needle" crafter. My grandmother made me things, my mother made my daughter things and now I am at this time making things for my granddaughter. This is an awsome poem that says it all. Every stitch made with love and passed through the ages...so wonderful. Thank you so much for writing this.
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