Show MOTHERS QUILT by DOUGLAS MALLOCH STRANGE that I 1 carry this quilt around well I 1 never think that its strange at all for many a comforting thought ive found in this patchwork quilt when the shadows fall for heres a bit of my sisters dress the one that you never knew I 1 guess the little saint of toy childhood hours the reaper tool like the first spring floars flow rs my mother fashioned this patchwork quilt she made it out of the things of old and maybe you cannot see the gilt but this patchwork quilt Is a cloth of gold for heres a bit of her sunday best and heres a square of my fathers vest and heres a waist that belonged to me I 1 tore when I 1 fell from the apple tree strange that I 1 carry from town to ton tills queer old quilt of my poorer days yet every night nhen I 1 lay me down it warms my heart in a hundred was wherever my feet may chance to goirn neres a thought of her here a a touch of home and a castle root or the sky above it coders a boy like his mothers love 1929 |