~ The Autumn Leaves...... Pink Saturday Feedsack Memories ~

Of my collection of 3,000+ feedsacks, I have

some that I treasure ... this one represents

each of the (4) seasons ... I love them flapping in the wind ...

~ My Mother actually did make our underwear & I so remember my sister & I 'hitchin our drawers' up as we ran around, the elastic not holding them up much. ~

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~ Feedsack Underwear ~

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When I was a maiden fair

Mama made our underwear.

With seven kids and Dad's poor pay

How could she buy lingerie?

Monograms and fancy stitches

Were not on our feed sack britches -

Panty waists that stood the test

With Purina across the chest -

Little pants, the best of all

With seams that I can still recall.

Harvesters were gleaning wheat

Right across the little seat

Tougher than a grizzly bear

Was our feed sack underwear.

Plain or fancy, two feet wide,

Stronger than a hippo's hide.

Through the years, each Jack and Jill

Wore this garb against their will.

Waste not, want not, we soon learned...

A penny saved is a penny earned!

Dresses, curtains, dish towels too

And pillow slips to name a few,

But the best beyond compare

Was always our feed sack underwear!