Twas the countdown for Market, and all through the house
Fabric and thread were scattered about.
The projects were arriving, and to be clear, I’m
Wishing the deadline wasn’t so near.
The quilts were nestled all smooth on the frame
While visions of “Finished” danced in my head.
This mamma in her jeans, and sensible shoes,
Certainly wouldn’t get a Dr. Phil nap anytime soon.
When out in the drive there arose such terror,
A Silver Audi is here,……….. “Oh bother”.
Opened the door, and what did I see,
A smiling Woman with more projects for me.
Faster than lightning these projects came,
And she clapped and squealed when the binding was on,
Now dashing, now cutting, now sewing and trimming,
On binding, on points, on rick rack and buttons.
To the top of the steps, to the top of the stone house,
Drop the load and run – yes run- run away now!
As countdown gets short, hurricane Holly will fly.
When she meets with an obstacle, watch out (can I hide?)
So up to my town she flew.
With the Silver Audi, and her little dog too.
Then without blinking, I heard at the door,
Holly – with work - Yikes, More?
I took it all in and was turning around,
Down the walkway she came with her hound.
The hound had hair all over her eyes,
And her vision is necessary to keep afoot.
A bundle of joy she is to her human,
Clip, clip ,clip… her eyes now twinkle!
Soon I realized I had no more to fear,
The end of Market work was very near.
I spoke no more words and went straight back to work
Holly and hound, (now able to see), left me alone to finish these three.
And I checked off the list, projects came to their ends.
Beautiful all, this collection is a winner.
Now aren’t you glad I let the poem out,
Filled with poor English, But Hurray the quilts are off on their way!
Can you tell that the Holiday quilts are arriving?
Go to Holly Blog to see the results!
Back to the workroom,
Cheryl
At least market is over. Very creative, and watch out for hurricane holly, that ones a doosey!
Posted by: Robin | November 07, 2007 at 10:10 PM
Spoken by someone who gets to see me "sweat".
Posted by: cheryl | November 09, 2007 at 07:14 AM