Looking for a specific memorial poem for my mother, a seamstress which ends with

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Looking for a specific memorial poem for my mother, a seamstress which ends with stitching angel britches?

I had this poem to use in a memorial for my mom but someone broke into my car and stole my day planner where I'd stored it. It's about a seamstress who spent her life sewing for others and it ends with something about her stitching angel britches in heaven. It such a sweet poem and fit my mom so perfectly. I've been looking for it online for some time and can't find anything like it. Your help will be appreciated so much.

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I'm very sorry for your loss. I'm not sure which poem you were referring to but the closest I was able to come up with was the Stitcher's Prayer.

I pray that risen from the dead
I may in glory stand
A crown perhaps upon my head
But a needle in my hand
I've never learned to sing or play
So let no harp be mine
From birth until my dying day
Plain sewing's been my line
Therefore accustomed to the end
To plying useful stitches
I'd be content if asked to mend
The little angel's britches