Grandma snipped, stitched, and pressed little bits of cloth.
Purple flowers, checks and plaids, red and yellow dots.
Mamma sewed our dresses and passed Grandma the scraps.
Together, they pieced together, memories of our past.
These little bits of cloth are what they left for us,
To piece us together, with memories in the dust.
Purple flowers, checks and plaids, red and yellow dots.
Mamma sewed our dresses and passed Grandma the scraps.
Together, they pieced together, memories of our past.
These little bits of cloth are what they left for us,
To piece us together, with memories in the dust.
And the Purple Dress Mamma made for me sometime in the '60's.
Fleta, April 7, 2018
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