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A POEM FOR
THE NEEDLE
From far and
wide and shore to shore
They came to
Deerfield to hear more
About a
subject we hold dear
At times, we
nearly shed a tear
Of joy as we
beheld such treasure
Made with
skill beyond all measure.
We celebrate
the girls who stitched
And sewed
these samplers, which are rich
With symbols,
images and such
We are in
awe, we’ve seen so much
Enriched our
lives, and met new friends
Ate
scrumptious food, and sweets that tend
To give us
energy and strength
Discoveries
and news at length
That will, in
time, sink in we hope
With not a
moment left to mope
Or ponder
what we’ve missed these days
I do expect
you’re in a maze
Where I can
join un understanding
That these
days have been demanding
With
speakers, chat and great exchange
Three hundred
years is quite a range
To study,
learn and then digest
Such wisdom,
gleaned, and from the best
Who love the
subject, and will share
Their insight
with us all and dare
To make the
leap and take the prize
We all have
seen with open eyes
A world rich
and filled with joy
Come back
again, and don’t be coy
You made this
such a special time
You made me
pleased, I made you rhyme.
Edward Maeder,
Curator, Historic Deerfield
11.00 a.m. 11
September 2005 |
