into mid air
acres of memories
lift wide and open
a benevolent spread
upon grass and dew
to hold our dreams
under bough
under blue



B. Meandering said...

Terrific metaphor! The freshmen classes have been working on them and doing a decent job.

This is softly beautiful, Nance.

Steve Gravano said...

Very visual, one of my favorites.

Maureen said...

Wonderful, Nance. You definitely revived the metaphor.

S. Etole said...

very picturesque ...

Linda said...

Perfect words to describe all that a quilt means Nance. You are gifted my sweet friend.