A Quilter’s Christmas
T’was the night before Christmas, but I wasn’t asleep
I was locked in my sewing room, projects knee deep
the stockings were waiting to be finished and bound,
but no bias tape maker or thread was found
When from the front lawn I heard such a clatter,
I flew to the door to see what was the matter
St. Nick and his crew had stopped on their way,
to bring glory and gifts to the world today
Santa I cried, I am all out of kilter!
What do you have in your bag for a quilter?
He smiled as he pulled from the back of his sleigh,
a patchwork bag to make my day
Mettler and Fiskars, Olfa and more,
but I gasped as I saw the fabric galore
Marcus and Blank and the Elf on the Shelf.
Dear Santa I cried there is too much for myself!
Let’s share all these goodies to cure all quilters’ pains!
I hopped in his sled and grabbed the reins
We laughed and called out as the sled took flight,
Happy Christmas to all and to all a good night!
Inspired from A Visit from St. Nicholas by Clement Clarke Moore
Written by Betty Gormick