Quilt Is Tattered Poem by S.D. TIWARI

Quilt Is Tattered



Ritu’s papa! do you listen?
the quilt we use is old and tattered.
The cotton pad inside is
at many places gathered.
Next year we would get new one
last winter you said.
You cancelled buy many times
your budget not permitted.
Would you go and bring fabric?
I will sew a new quilt.
I hope for our remaining life
the new quilt may exist.
This time, bring little more fabric
I will sew the cover bit larger.
You pull and leave side uncovered
the current one is smaller.
In the fairly large size
we both may easily slip into
and unlike to existing one
freely blissfully sleep into.
I would open this quilt
re-use the cotton wadding.
This would reduce the cost
use it after batter as batting.
Should not go much heavy
on your pocket, I hope.
I wish, our remaining winters
we shall live with more comfort.

Monday, March 31, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: poverty
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Colleen Courtney 31 March 2014

The simple comforts so many take for granted but yet can mean so much to others. Beautiful piece!

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