What Life Means To Me

Life, I put the suit on long ago been wearing it ever since it came with a coat and snappy vest and two pair of shiny pants. The pockets I filled with important things crickets, frogs, and ants all of them on the list that read do’s and don’ts and can’ts. The suit of life, it changed with me into a statement of the times tattered jeans and tie-dyed shirts adorning screaming mimes. Shifted gently through love’s tears it’s births and deaths and sorrows tailored itself to changing needs as todays became tomorrows Fashion may affect the tone yet the fabric of the cloth retains the honor of the tailor’s hand the piety of living’s stains. The jacket hangs, as jackets must over pants with ageless sheen the pockets bulge with life’s reward the visions of its dream. I put the suit on long ago and wore it till it fit now hold it ever precious – dear I’ve grown quite fond of it. 2/8/2015 submitted to – What Life Means To Me – Poetry contest sponsor – Jerry T Curtis