Aunt Jo and I have made a quilt;
It lies upon my bed.
The patchwork colors laugh at me—
The orange, blue, and red.
I cut the squares from scraps of cloth.
Jo sewed them all the same
Into a bed-size rectangle.
We stretched it on a frame.
Next came the fluffy batting
Like layered cotton snow.
On top of that, green gingham check
To make the back, you know.
I chose white yarn to tie it,
Five knots in every square.
Then folding each edge over,
We sewed it up with care.
It’s fun to see a square of plaid
That used to be Dad’s shirt,
Between my old pajamas and
A piece of Mom’s striped skirt.
My quilt now keeps me snuggly warm;
With it I’ll never freeze,
Because the stitches were sewn up
With love and memories.