Liz & I brainstormed together to come up with a poem to accompany a blanket I made for a friend's new baby. I wanted the poem to say something about being homemade, possibly about flaws, as well as say something about how it's not pink but that's okay (she's having a girl). Here are some of the partial lines we came up with. I think it'd be fun if anyone interested wants to finish them or create their own.
Believe me, there's no match
Made with thought it's not store bought
You'll never find it's equal
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Believe me, there's no sequel.
Made with thought it's not store bought
You'll never find it's equal.
It will keep your baby warm
although they'll be no sequel.
And here's a complete one we almost picked talking about the colors:
You may think that pink's the thing
For your new girl to wear.
But blue and yellow are nice and mellow
and make a lovely pair.
Here're the two stanzas I used for her card:
Made with thought it's not store bought
But sewn with love and care.
Come rain or shine your babe won't whine
If wrapped and not left bare.
Some may think she should wear pink
and blue is for a fellow.
Yet I believe that there's reprieve
when blue is paired with yellow.
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