Dorothy Coyle's Poem
This is an excerpt of a poem Dorothy Coyle wrote several years ago.
This year Fritz and I went to the fair.
We had made things with infinite care.
I made bread and cake fluffy and light.
Canned pickles, jam, jelly and fruit,
Knit and crocheted things I thought would suit.
Then painted a bright picture or two,
And made baby quilts lovely and new.
I arranged flowers in vases bright,
And worked on crafts from morning 'til night.
To the fair we went hoping for fame,
As you can see the prizes came.
Purple and blue, red ribbons and white
Now you can see it made quite a sight.
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