When we make our quilts we usually like to put labels on them.
My chevron quilts are going to Afghanistan refugees and so I thought I would like to add something a bit extra.
Our grandmother, Susan Dassler, wrote short stories and poetry in her time and often had works published in magazines. She was good enough to acquire a small supplementary income through her talents.
One of the poems she wrote was called 'Kiwi' and this came to mind when thinking about the label and so I decided to include it in the labels on the back of the quilts.
For your interest, this is what Kiwis are all about:-
Kiwis
Why
are we labelled Kiwis?
Where
can we place the blame?
What
charms has this unlovely bird,
That
we should take his name?
He
cannot fly with ne’er a wing,
He
has no voice – he cannot sing
No
song of joy, no liquid note
Has
ever issued from his throat.
He’s
down-to-earth, and drab and shy
And
he ne’er looks up towards the sky
He
has no tail to flirt and spread,
To
lure a mate into his bed.
He
shuns the day, and while it’s light,
He
sulks and lurks beneath the scrub,
But
digs and delves throughout the night,
And
he thinks of nothing but his grub!
He’s
really neither smart or nimble-
Why
do we make him our symbol?
Upon
one point you’ll all agree-
He
is UNIQUE and so are we!
by
Susan Dassler