I used to make doll quilts. I tried a whole bed quilt once. I got about half-way through. Now I have a massive box filled with wonderful cotton. We are talking about moving. It's time for the cotton to go.
It’s time to clear out
The cotton
From the box
At the end of the bed.
I have a taker
Who sews every Wednesday.
The cotton has been lonely,
Stuffed in that box.
It calls out to me:
Let me be used
For good
Some good.
It’s time.
Time.
It’s
time.
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