Kerry Patrick Clark - I Am a Quilt Lyrics

I AM A QUILT
KERRY PATRICK CLARK

I am a quilt that still remembers
Every stitch of needled thread
The loving hands that sewed and shaped me
For a cold Decembers bed

Depression fell like snow that winter
We waited by our old farm door
For the man who shared our pride and pillow
His news was well worth waiting for

I am more than thread I'm more than fabric
From close-out bins and worn out shirts
A scrapbook of lives, old memories and stories
That breath me life and give me worth

I am a quilt that still remembers
Their only daughter born in June
I was her comfort & companion,
She would drag me room to rom

The bedtime prayers & princess stories
Tucked in tight sweet dreams my girl
She went off in peace & pigtails
To fight injustice in this world

I am a quilt and I still remember
The darkness of a cardboard box
All stored away with old attic memories
Convinced that all but time forgot

I am a quilt that still remembers
The wrapping paper white disguise
Her wedding day and separation
I s'pose injustice found its fight
Illness came to us that summer
Her quilting hands and heart grew week
I tried to warn the cancer's coldness
She died softly in her sleep

Be blessed with a life that's full of forgiveness
That's how my quilted tag does read
Love is the thread that sews us together
Especially for you, with love me

I am a quilt that still remembers
Every stitch of needled thread
The loving hands that sewed and shaped me
For a cold Decembers bed

I am more than thread I'm more than fabric
From close-out bins bins worn out shirts
A scrapbook of lives, old memories and stories
That breath me life and give me worth

I am a quilt that still remembers . . . . . .