StitchA Poem by jacob erin-cilberto
those remaining quilts still cover me, although tattered and worn like my sorrow at not being able to hear your laugh help you with your crossword share stories with you and vice-versa those remaining quilts still warm my heart if not all of my body, these days everyday use uses up my memories but not so much they don't keep me comforted the designs are a bit faded but watching you stitch them? that is a photo still very clear in my repertoire of book marked days shared with you. erin-cilberto 11/27/22 © 2022 jacob erin-cilbertoReviews
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11 Reviews Added on November 28, 2022 Last Updated on November 28, 2022 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..Writing
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