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Mother's quilt is getting old
It takes me to childhood days
When I woke I felt so warm
Now I'm grown and Mother's gone
And frayed from years of wear
I love this quilt with each small stitch
Sewn with loving care.
When she held me in her lap
And rocked me till I fell asleep
For my daily nap.
With that old quilt tucked around me
I'd lie there quietly watching her
Till she turned around and found me.
But the memory still lingers
Of all the love she sewed into
That quilt with nimble fingers.
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