Oh Yes

I went to my wardrobe, to dress my skin. I went to my wardrobe, to wrap yet again. Six linear feet, is there for me, Reds and blues… colors flourish, Solids and stripes… no need to nourish. I was with my wardrobe; it was always variety. It was full by those who love me. I stare to select what is good for today, I stare to select what will wrap yet again. I find old faithful, tattered and thin Oh yes … I am quite comfortable with it next to my skin. Copyright 2011