Grandmother’s hand sewn quilt

on grandmother’s hand sewn quilt
we lay on our backs naked
staring up at the night sky
you and I strolling along the fence posts
of our minds buried deep in
the rich fertile soil of our past
I wondered if we fell into the sky
would travelers between the stars
pick us up and take us aboard
would we be accepted as we were or
examined as some pinkish specimen
fit for their galactic zoo you just
giggled asking if I thought we could
take grandmother’s hand sewn quilt

© 2010, Donald Harbour

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