Joan Warburton Poet Quatern

That Dress

I hate that dress, I loved it once.
I wore it for our first prom dance.
Ruby –red with sleeves of gold,
You on my arm, a dream to behold

 My head said no but my heart said yes
I hate that dress.  I loved it. Once,
 when we first met and love was new.
I would have done anything, for you.

Then suddenly everything went wrong 
You tried to change me, my life- my song. 
I hate that dress I loved. I once again,
 became, full of grief and pain.

Years on, I pack to start my new life
As my darling husband, Tonys’ wife
I find, to my distress. The very thing 
 I hate. That dress. I loved it once.

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