We pieced a quilt the other day,
We chose the colors bright and gay.
And as we laid them end to end,
So each with the other one would blend
We built the story of the years.
A Story filled with fun and tears.
This piece of print so light and cool:
Oh, that I wore first day of school.
And here is one so bright and gay
I wore when fourth grade had a play.
This green so lovely trimmed in white
Was worn on graduation night.
The blue, the yellow, and the gray
Were packed to take to school away.
This lovely piece of violet you see,
I wore the day I poured the tea.
And this, through which the stripes are wrought,
I wore to school that's where I taught.
This blue, for happiness they say,
I took along on my wedding day.
This one I sigh the day we bid Grandma goodbye.
Here's the one that came to town,
When first I wore a wrap around.
And in this wee time print
My first born son did take a sprint.
And here's a piece - yet another,
Twas made in rompers for his brother.
A Story of the life I've led
Isn't found in a book
But on my bed.