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
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