My grandmothers quilts
Like magic when I was young
My first was so small.
Like magic when I was young
My first was so small.
I grew up today
Recalling the first blanket
My new one so big.
Recalling the first blanket
My new one so big.
But only nineteen
So much life ahead of me
I am still so young.
So much life ahead of me
I am still so young.
Then I stop and think,
What will be when I am old?
Who will have this quilt?
What will be when I am old?
Who will have this quilt?
When I'm finally grown
My challenges defeated
When I reach my peak,
My challenges defeated
When I reach my peak,
Will I be able-
Would there be someone to give-
Will I pass them on?
Would there be someone to give-
Will I pass them on?
Will I make them new?
Will they be sitting on shelves?
Or will old be loved?
Will they be sitting on shelves?
Or will old be loved?
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