Carole Cookie Arnold
Secret Golden Threads - Poem by Carole Cookie Arnold
Picking up a golden sewing needle
Between her fingers once young now feeble
Pushing a secret golden thread thru the eye
She begins stitching a blanket of years gone by.
Squares represent events within her life
One is the day when she became a wife
Golden threads found tucked inside a case
Hidden in a drawer unaware how it was placed
Decades pass now she sews the final square
Children grown opens the blanket and stares
Squares sewn with secret threads of gold
Became a blanket where memories unfold.
Reflects on the Joy's her children did bring
Remembers their laugher over the silliest things
School then marriages now children of their own
Threads sewn together shows her families grown.
Her blankets fabric is made from heritage of choice
When two began this journey creating one voice
She prepares to finish all that life has cast
Seeing loved one’s strong in love that lasts.
Heavens gates swing open as she prepares
Knowing when she crosses all things are repaired
Wrapping in the blanket she curls upon the bed
Reaches for Angels then gone not a word was said.
Copyright ©2006 Carole Cookie Arnold
by Carole Arnold
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