Where do all my pins disappear to?
I've picked up all the ones off the floor.
But when I put them back into their box
It looked as though there ought to be more.
What became of the needle I had in my hand
When I picked up the spool to thread it?
It seems to have vanished into thin air,
But that explanation I can't credit.
How does my thimble disappear
From the basket where it was laid?
I haven't heard it rolling 'round on the floor
As it did when the cats with it played.
What did I do with that fabric I need
That I had just an hour ago?
I put it away, but in what place?
It's somewhere that it doesn't show.
The magazine with the pattern I liked
Was right on top of that pile.
I guess it's sunk, but how far down
In such a little while?
I know that book went back on its shelf
And should be with books of its kind.
But I just can't find it, though I've looked five times.
Can it be that I'm going blind?
It's a very good thing that my sewing machine
Is something that's too big to hide.
Not being able to find something as big as that
Would really humble my pride!
I don't know why things I know that I had
Disappear when I put them away.
I find it annoying but I very much fear
It's a problem that's here to stay.

(As you can see, quilting is fraught with problems!)

©2002 Jacquie Scuitto aka The Muse