We sat in the quilt shop
Sewing comfort
Out of pieces of our lives.
Thunder clapping
Punctuating our stories as we stitched.
.
She slept curled in the corner
Surrounded by calico bliss…
Outside the storm raged,
But inside,
All was Peace.
We sat in the quilt shop
Sewing comfort
Out of pieces of our lives.
Thunder clapping
Punctuating our stories as we stitched.
.
She slept curled in the corner
Surrounded by calico bliss…
Outside the storm raged,
But inside,
All was Peace.