Thread and a Thimble by Pam Howerton Needle and thread, cloth a deep red, Scissor cut stars which she would embed; Muslin bleached white with cotton dyed blue, All for the war that was about to ensue. She tackled the job without heed or dread, A future heirloom for our country and men; Unknowingly birthing a star spangled symbol, All with just needle, thread and a thimble. She created a flag so true with respect, Did Betsy know, did she even suspect? The design she created would be so profound That to this day it has never touched ground. Home Poetry Index All Graphics, Design, and Writing copyright © 2001, 2002 Pam Howerton. All Rights Reserved.