New Clothes

I picked out a new set of thoughts I tried them on and they fit perfect I wear them loosely and their comfortable. Last year when I tried to find them I was wearing a cloak of darkness It kept me hidden in the shadows I didn't want to change It was all I knew I had to be stripped bare A make over like I never had before I didn't think anyone would recognize me or want to Those thoughts kept me alone and scared I walked out on them The hostage was freed I picked out a new set of thoughts I tried them on Somehow They just seemed right....... J.Bovee 2018