Poem -
.... red ....
We should sort your clothes I
suppose
Leave it you say....empty
wardrobes can be depressing
And...
What would you store
there?...
just more clothes I assume
to beat up the shadows
To bully out gloom?
I pick up a hoodie...red...
from the bed
I might keep this, I say
maybe wear it today
Keep it you say, it looks better on
you
Red can be warming
Stop the blue getting through
But it's yours I say, yours
This red's so so you
But I'm dead mam...I'm dead...so,
Please wear it, please do...
Wear the hoodie mam
M P 7/9/21
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Comments
Of course, not everyone will have been here before, but those that have, will no doubt relate, understand where ya coming from and fall in love with red themselves .. N x
Thankyou my friend x
WOWWW!!...Amazingly visual!!!....the conversation so real......the poetry truly magical!!......PINNED for perfection!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!.....T xo : )
Thankyou for a beautiful comment my friend x
Oh ... A friend of mine sorted her mothers things after more than a year of her passing. She didnt feel ready before. After sorting it today she realised she still hadn't been ready. There is never a good time for this sort of thing. As for the hoodie...wearing it may make you feel closer to him...you do what you FEEL is right. What you FEEL is right WILL be right. Another awesome poem x
Thanks love...I do wear it...I bought it for him after all.. 😊❤
Awwww.... good decision 😊❤ x