Serendipity
At a nature-type center,
We looked at displays
Of the wildlife that’s local,
Describing their ways.
From a room that said, “Meetings,”
A woman came out
And approached with a smile
And nary a doubt.
“You look like a quilter,”
She said, just to me.
“I am!” I replied,
So she said, “Come and see!”
At twelve or so tables,
With sewing machines,
Were fabrics and projects
And twelve quilting queens.
They all come together
Four times every year
Just to kibitz and sew,
Schlepping all of their gear.
Their work was amazing
And thrilling to see
And then they extended
An invite to me.
“Come join us!” I couldn’t,
But what a delight
To encounter these women
At such a strange site.
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