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To the fabric
of my Momma's heart
Today, I rise to treadle li'l soft,
For as I love my Momma sew
I've a notion just to zip across.
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To her, I'll treadle li'l measured
Ease and clip her way, to slip,
All pressed to give, a li'l shy, cut up
Stash piled with seemly gifts.
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I will treadle li'l wear-ily
Bobbin' dart with reel hole care,
To hook and eye my Momma
Facing up a notch to share.
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For when I needle li'l patchin'
Tension looms and I needle li'l love,
I treadle li'l to my Mother
As she needles me to come.
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I'll butt-on in her nap to stay
Pressed knot to pin her to uncoil,
To reinforce the bias of my clasp
Firmly latched to her beloved toile.
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Thus, today is mounting up a thank you
Sew to finish, I treadle li'l path,
Where the thread of all is underpinned
Gathered tightly in her heart.
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Soft whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems © May 2009
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God bless you Mother dear
you are sew special
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