Fancy College Roommate

My new college roommate was a fancy woman She brought the most interesting pieces of furniture I had never seen such magnificence, and I told her She laughed at my delight in her “simple things” They were simple to her because she was an artist. Not simple to me by any means. I was delighted and enthralled. Loving her daisy-decorated dresser and her mermaid bed. Creativity bounced all over the room now. She grew up and continued to be fancy. We grew apart, but kept in touch. I went to visit her twenty years later. And there was her fancy daisy-decorated dresser. “Put it into your car,” she told me. “You always loved it more than I did.” I did and was ever so glad as it was our last visit. She passed from cancer a few months later. That was thirty years ago. I have kept her dresser in the best shape. Loving my memories of her. Never forgetting her artistic flair and her generous ways.