Poetry
Amy’s Dress
A Tanka
gold butterfly sleeves
soft flouncy hem of a dream
being seen in light
woven through cotton and earth
all pieces of love’s fabric
This poem is inspired by a dress hanging on the end of a rack outside a shop. It waved like a flag to all who passed by. My friends and I admired it. But on that day it belonged to Amy. Her husband told her he saw it and knew she would love it. I imagined he already pictured her in it, and she looked beautiful.
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