I must put them away now,
the white shirt I wore at the farm,
a white linen dress from the galery,
all the white cotton shirts from the garden
a white eyelet I wore on your birthday
an eyelet dress I wore for the birds and the butterflies..
I must put them away, just like the hopes I had of you and I...
a day drive threw the country, a nap on the grass at the farm,
a swim at the lake, a midnight dance under the starts and
the outdoor film, I waited for you?
I must pack all those away now....
and say goodbye white linen dress and camisole till next summer
but no summer memories for you and I ..
I must put those away for good...
1 comment:
Delicate you are, is there something for you to hold on to?
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