Gayle Sweeney (May 1955 / Massachusetts USA)
A Simple Stitch
What a simple stitch
The sign of the cross is -
To sew and mend my care worn heart.
What a jewel this day is - I have
A photograph of daisies
And purple lupines in an open field
Where the sun is dancing amoung the flowers and
The sun stays - a present saved from heaven above, a pure seam
Perhaps for the threads of some of my torn memories.
With this lovely present's riches I don't want to part.
With a simple stitch blossoming new beginnings
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