One of my old poems: My Sanity
I've been out of sorts just lately And feeling rather flat. The weather's been appalling It's even stopped the cat. I had some jobs to finish To get entries in a Show. Ends to finish, hems to turn It all just laid me low. And then at last I realized Just what seemed out of place. I'm lace deprived - I'm starving! I need my fix of lace! All pillows stood there empty. My bobbins had no thread. There was no work in progress To keep me out of bed! So now the outlook's different There's bobbins freshly wound And prickings on the pillows And challenges abound. So my sanity is saved again And for that I'm really glad. Lace may be an addiction But I'm still not going mad! .Noelene [email protected] I can't believe this! I do not have a lace project in progress! I don't know what to do with myself! - To unsubscribe send email to [email protected] containing the line: unsubscribe lace [email protected]. For help, write to [email protected]. Photo site: http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacemaker/sets/
