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It Started With A Blank Canvas
It started with a stamped canvas
Long, long ago, long, long ago
To be prettier than dianthus
Finished it'd put on a great show
Long, long ago, long, long ago
The embroidery done in detail
When finished a lesson bestow
Remembering now the tales I could tale
A few stitches remain to be sown
'Pon that piece started when you were born
Long, long ago, the project blown
Gone with job of rearing firstborn
Could it be finished for another?
My arthritic hands are crippled
'Tis hard to do stitches, I'd rather
Still hold you close, but not smother
Long, long ago, long, long ago
Is not today, what will matter later
I really can't say, as you still grow
Possibly become an arbitrator
Copyright ©
Sara Kendrick
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