6 pm pyjamas
motherhood, films, books and everything in-between including chickens.
Thursday, 15 January 2015
Poetry day 16
I keep, for your sake, the things that mattered
That scarf, the little black hat for cold days
The heavy, wide coat that swirled when you turned
And a dress that is too narrow for me
But you loved it which means it matters now.
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