Monday, October 22, 2007

Quilting



A quilter's husband died on Friday.
Her heart was torn and wilting
To have the funeral on Monday,
She'd have to miss her quilting.

She asked her sister to fill in,
An act so torn and wilting.
"To him it makes no difference...
So why mss out on quilting?

Author:
Ray Hartsell, a quilter's husband