The following poem was written by one of my adult daughters, Shirah. As all of my children, she is incredibly talented and is always bursting with creative energies. Today, I would like to share some of her work. I am so blessed that she choose me as her Mama, for that I am forever honored. Thank you for allowing me to share this:
The patchwork quilt that is my family-
Each square may not match, some may be old and worn, others new and bright,
Some may be plain and simple, others covered in patterns and designs,
Individually, each square is important; each square carries its own history,
Has its own characteristics, holds its own place.
Stitched together you see the beauty of a well mapped quilt,
That gains strength when supported by the shared thread that binds it.
The patchwork quilt that is my family-
Makes no apologies for tattered edges or warped shape,
For this is our quilt, our place of comfort and warmth,
You may dismiss this quilt as weird or bizarre,
You may never understand the pride in our hearts as we gaze upon our squares,
However you will never find a quilt that inspires such curiosity,
As it gains beauty, strength and worth with age.
The patchwork quilt that is my family-
Weaved with warmth and safety of the generations,
Completes me, as I tuck it tightly around my soul.
-Shirah Rose Coleman
3 comments:
This was absolutely BEAUTIFUL and moving. With the dynamics of my own family I can most definitely appreciate it, and see the love put into it. Thanks to Shirah for allowing it to be shared with us.
Iam happy to say that my sister writes such wonderful peices!
Thank you for posting this Momma, however you need to take some credit as well. You helped polish the final piece. Love you! Shirah
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