I have a quilt
My granny made,
Which hints of her
In many ways.
The squares, patches,
And designs
Are reminiscent
Of her time.
And though she left us
Long ago.
I love, and miss,
My granny so.
But her "quilt"
Shall ever be
A token of
Her love to me.
© W. Salley
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Your granny's quilt is a comforting reminder that warmth can never die.Lovely write... Kind regards, Sandra