The Night Before Christmas….

Christmas Ornament

Merry Christmas!

Twas the night before Christmas,
And the quilts were not made,
The threads were all tangled, the cookies delayed.
The stockings weren’t hung, the pantry was bare,
The poor weary Quilter, was tearing her hair.
Stacks of fat quarters, tipped over in streams,
Visions of Log Cabins had turned into dreams.

When what to her wondering eyes should appear,
But a bus full of quilters with all of their gear.
They went straight to work with just a few mutters,
Sorting and stitching and brandishing cutters.
The patterns emerged from all of the clutter,
Like magic the fabrics arranged in a flutter.
Log Cabins, Lone Stars, Flying Geese and Bear Tracks,
Each quilt was a beauty—even the backs!
Her house how it twinkled, her quilts how they glowed,
The cookies were baking, the stockings were sewed.
Their work was all done, so they folded their frames,
And packed up their needles, without giving their names.
They boarded the bus and checked the next address,
More quilts to be made, another quilter in distress.
She heard one voice echo, as they drove out of sight…
“Happy quilting to all, and to all a good night.”
My friend Wanda sent this to me and I just thought it was so appropriate for all of us quilters! Not sure who the author is, so I apologize for not giving them credit. (If you know where this came from, please let me know and I’ll update this post.)

4 Replies to “The Night Before Christmas….”

  1. Funny poem.  I hope you aren’t feeling that way.  Enjoy the holiday!!


  2. How wonderful thank you so much for sharing. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you both. I look forward to many fun hours with you in 2016. Hugs, Teri


  3. Very cute and yes, we quilters stick together and are always there to help a friend in need. Thanks for sharing, Lisa. Merry Christmas to you, Neil and of course, my special friend, Willow.


Comments are closed.

%d bloggers like this: