The Coptic crosses hang,
mounted on green
velvet, within a golden
frame. A gift from
Ethiopia, presented
fifty years ago.
The brass has
tarnished.
The meaning has not.
God loves our imperfection.
© Hilary Clark ~ 12.13.16
See the quilt here.
The Coptic crosses hang,
mounted on green
velvet, within a golden
frame. A gift from
Ethiopia, presented
fifty years ago.
The brass has
tarnished.
The meaning has not.
God loves our imperfection.
© Hilary Clark ~ 12.13.16
See the quilt here.
Hilary Clark ~ Pining for Poetry 