Sewing a Poem
It was as if it was waiting just for me – a crochet and knitting book from 1973 at a library book sale Crochet and Fine Knitting by E.E Visser. It literally has thousands of patterns and detailed instructions for every stitch for lace-like knitting and crochet – doilies, bedjackets, toys, collars, cuffs, cheval sets, traycloths, afghans, laces and edgings, gifts and bazaar boutique and lots more. It is so big that the librarian joked that at least the wind won’t blow me over. (The Cape Doctor is blowing up a storm here at present)
Besides the great patterns it also has quotes and poems relating to sewing, knitting and crochet. This one poem in particular expresses for me what women through the ages have felt is the joy of hand crafts.
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I’ve embroided a frock, and I’ve sewn the long seams,
While I stitched up a heartache And mended my dreams.
I’ve patched a torn garment, And darned a big rent
While I’ve worked in new hopes And a sweeter content.
Why stitching brings gladness, Or ease for life’s pain,
And healing from sadness, I cannot explain,
But for little hopes baffled, And foolish tears shed,
I had sought and found comfort with needle and thread.