Poem Entry

Kilts. So eloquent and beautiful. Each thread woven with a ravishing tale, every glace brings back memories. Kilts. The alluring tartan fabric flowing and draping around the waist, reaching all the way down to the knees Kilts. Each one worn with pride, to celebrate such a delicate culture a symbol of confidence, a trace of your past and your county. Kilts. Plaid thick fabric that contrasts beautifully with the strands of your thick or wiry hair. A red fiery waterfall of textures and lengths. A battle scar that is embraced by the warmth of your community, and though often shunned by others, you stay strong. You stay strong and you stand proud with your kilts/