Below is the poem entitled A Pink Garland Of Love which was written by poet
Richards. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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~ Unrolling the fabric by the yard
I could see a light behind her eyes
The wheels of the old Singer sewing machine
Had come alive in her imagination
Long before she paid the clerk
And gleaming tiny roses, of pink, and blushing bands
Would take her for a lovely walk
Into the magic land of thread
~ I remember how the floral fabric, spread out before our eyes
Was a garden in florescent light
This fifty two inch wide bolted parade of blooms,
Selvedge seamed, of gleaming polished cotton
Waited to enhance my first dance
~ Before she even picked out a spool of thread
The pattern was laid out in her mind
It was almost as if the springtime dress,
Could magically make itself
~ She had held the pink against my face,
Then draped some around my shoulders
I felt myself float off the floor,
And in my imaginary dream, I was Cinderella...
It was as if little bluebirds were wrapping me in garlands of love
While mother’s gentle touch
So lovingly, and skillfully….with her motorized magic wand
Was determined to fulfill my dream
~ She would know, just the perfect touch, to make it divine
Just how it would gather around the waist
With a sash of blush, with a bow in the back
A neckline of lace, in a sweetheart design
~ And I think that she also knew, when we made all those plans
How love could last in each stitch, each thread of time
~ The love expressed....in that rosy little dress
With every stitch that she sewed...
Would be part of the fabric of life that I knew
My very first dance dress….
... a rose covered sun dress, sewn from the garden of love
For Anthony's Contest: "Think Pink"