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"Quilts" by Claude Jones Are quilts alive? They have personality, I know Some are plain and covered, some left out to show Quilts have a purpose, to warm both young and old Some are plain and quiet, some are bright and bold Quilts are made by loving hands, each stitch a sweet, sweet kiss Quilts seem everlasting, reminding us of those we remember and miss Quilts, though made of scraps, are invaluable, priceless, as if made of pure bright gold Quilts transmit care and concern; they drive out fear and cold Quilts patched to make a picture, so pleasing to the eye Reflect the personality of the quilter, we stop and softly cry We sometimes see a quilt, with patches randomly placed We turn it 'round and 'round, not knowing which way it faced And it too holds beauty, for us to search and see We can devise in our own minds, whatever we want it to be Quilts carry such comfort, as we face the dark of night Quilts drive out fear and sounds, make the world seem calm and right Quilts made of pieces, bring to us real peace Quilts help close our eyes and great memories release Quilts are not alive, I guess But quilts are not dead, they warm our hearts and bless
Claude Jones writes:"Writing is my escape . . . I was born, raised and lived all my life in Pontotoc, Mississippi. I was raised on a farm where we milked cows, raised cotton, corn, and had a peach orchard. I have worked for Pontototc Electric Power for 31 years. My wife Ann and I have two sons, both are pharmacists, and we have two grandchildren." Want to leave a comment on Claude’s poem? Please visit our Message Board or write Ye Editor at bethjacks@hotmail.com. Thanks! Back to USADEEPSOUTH - I index page Back to USADEEPSOUTH - II index page |