Burlap and Satin
Children of today
have no clue as to the games we played.
Hand me downs of clothes and shoes
were unknown to face book news.
Yet, we were safe and happy,
alright, that sounds sappy.
Back then you saved for something new
afraid your friends might see thru you.
The dresses and the shoes
came from family members true.
Burlap bags, mats and sacks renewed
rekindled seams and flaps, bamboo?
A lesson here from time gone by
when rich and poor never vied
for silky, satin, well hewn fashion dress
simplicity was a labored test.
The days of burlap and satin mixes
are no longer for the poor, but now the riches.
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