Bobbin Lace Poem by Theresa Ann Moore
Bobbin Lace
Automation and production are
The trademarks of an industrious
Society taking shortcuts to save time…
Values that lead to enviable progress
Measuring accomplishment by speed…
With admired results giving plurality
Why then would anyone desire to shape
Hand generated lace of individuality
Making bobbin lace is a clever talent
Taught with patience and handed down
Bobbins with threads carefully wrapped
Twist and cross to creatively astound
The reason is unique and satisfying
A response that resists fading years
A skill that gives generations pride
A delicate beauty that is held dear
Family keepsakes enhanced with love…
Christening gowns and wedding veils
Reminders formed by nimble fingers
Lasting long after perception fails
Tenderly passed on to the next generation
A wonderful way to preserve traditions
Lace from crafted strands of passing time
Locking in visions of completed transitions
3/30/08
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4/18/2024 9:28:15 AM # 1.0.0.1119
'Family keepsakes' I haven't heard that term in a while. A afghan my grandmother made still retains its bright purples as it hangs on the back of our sofa. Sadly, most things are not made my hand any more or made to last that long. The good news is a lot of the craft stores are doing a booming business. My daughter and wife are always hunting for new projects to work on by the light of boring TV shows. The shows have become like the old fireplace. I 'throw in a log' onvce in a while, gather around it to talk or nap while my wife works on a blanket for the next baby shower. Someday, the blanket will be somebaody's 'keepsake.' Tom