The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar/The Quilting
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THE QUILTING
Dolly sits a-quilting by her mother, stich by stitch,
Gracious, how my pulses throb, how my fingers itch,
While I note her dainty waist and her slender hand,
As she matches this and that, she stitches strand by strand.
And I long to tell her Life's a quilt and I'm a patch;
Love will do the stitching if she'll only be my match.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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