The Poet

Brilliantly stitched together,
her quilts sparkle with the colors of diamonds and rubies.
Her sensitive hands stitch the plight of our people.
She brings to light the living art of our grandmothers.
Yes, she is the quilt maker.

The sun shines in your hands.
The ocean flows in your veins.
The mountains grow in your heart.
Yes, you are the quilt maker.

The sun also shines in your smile.
Your eyes sparkle with joy.
Yes, you are the quilt maker.
Though tall, you are taller in spirit,
Remember, art is long though life is short.
To the quilt maker.