PIECES AND PATTERNS

 

PIECES AND PATTERNS 

 (Her Life Was LIke a Quilt Pattern)

 Ninety-one years were the pieces;

Each hour and each day, the weave,

Together they made a beautiful pattern;

Its beauty our lives did perceive.

 

Her life was the beautiful pattern;

Her love the strong, binding thread.

Events were bound together with joy

And peace filled the life that she led.

 

 She the last stitch has taken;

The pattern is all complete.

She has all the pieces together.

Now she is at Jesus’s feet. 

 (Written for Grandmother Orten’s (93 years) funeral

and changed the years for Mother’s funeral (91 years) funeral.

 

 

 

 


DOLOUR

 

 

 


DOLOUR

Kansas prairie.

G – e – n – t – l – e    r – a – i – n. 

Cemetary.

 T – H – R – O – B – B – I – N – G    P – A – I – N !

Grave so new.

Grieving heart.

Once together.

Now apart.