by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper
Saturday, March 01, 2008
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Some small things can be close to our hearts.
They hung around for awhile,
a little too large for my butts smile.
I lost track of their presence,
hadn't really figured on their pleasance.
Just a pair of jeans,
I paid very little of my means.
The days came and the days went,
glad to have a mortgage and not a rent.
I sat in my car in another pair,
still wouldn't acknowledge they were there.
A little too large in size,
I just never wanted to compromise.
The day came when I jumped in,
had them on as the day begin.
I could not believe their feel,
the pair of jeans gave me a thrill.
I guess I gained a little weight,
now the jeans are a perfect mate.
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|Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan
|i love this!! it feels human, happy and positive|
|Reviewed by Carole Mathys
|I always keep a pair like that in the back of my closet...you never know when they will once again fit...great poem, enjoyed the smiles
|Reviewed by Selene Skye
|What a delicious little spinerette, I adore this poem, thank you for the giggles!|
|Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G
|LOL- You're too funny Grady!!!
Glad they fit to a tee, you and your jeans
a perfect lasting harmony!
Now, that's what I call an APPRECIATION! of clothing! especially denim!
The two become one!
Warmest Blessings and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple Lady Shexooo
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|Jeans are comfortable - I know, wearing a pair, now. :) Excellent write to an old friend - well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.