Monday, April 3, 2017

Your First Clothes

I finish up that last stitch.
I can almost smell you.
I haven't seen you,
But I can picture you now,
In this little piece of your grandfather -
Your Dada.
With every stitch,
I imagine you in this outfit,
Your first in this world
When you will exit me
And we'll clothe you,
Hold you,
Console you,
As you leave your little world
To come see us


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