The Next One
The next one will be shades of green
Verdant deep as shady ways
Daffodils on dark spring days
Sunlight on a new mown lawn
Foliage at summer’s dawn
Wattle blossoms on the tree
That’s how my next quilt will be
But Blue and yellow may be nice
Buttercups and cornflowers pressed
Country cooks in gingham dressed
Light and breezy, fresh and clean
Prettiest quilt there’s ever been
Hung on the wall for all to see
That’s how my next quilt will be
But as I gaze at my rose garden
I see essence of blood and beauty
Summer wine or something fruity
A baby’s smile or forest fire
Sweet first love or deep desire
Perhaps I’ll settle for all three
Yes, that’s how my next quilts will be
Denise Stanford 1996
Words and Photographs © Denise Stanford 2011
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