A few years ago

My grandmother bought me

A nice

Long

Beach dress.

With a thin

Deep

Blue

Trim.

A beautiful

Dark shade

Of blue.

Like the night sky

Or

The deep

Dark

Ocean.

It’s white.

The fabric.

All white.

With

Tiny little palm trees

Scattered all around,

Like puzzle pieces

Scattered

Across the floor.

It’s a sort of

Memory

To me.

A memory of my childhood.

I used to love dresses.

Every day

I would love to wear one.

Dance

And spin

And twirl

With the soft

Swaying

Fabrics

That flew around me

When I spun.

But now

Now I have grown

And I have

Outgrown

My love

For the dresses

All

Except

For that one

Dress.

The one

With

The soft

White

Fabric

And the deep

Deep

Blue

Trim

And small

Little

Palm trees

Scattered around the dress

The one dress

I enjoy wearing

The one dress

Which I still hold on to

The one dress

Which I will never let go of

And when i finally outgrow it,

When it finally

No longer

Slips through my arms

And settles at my waist

I will still

Hold on

To the memories

It carried

And how much I loved

That

One

Dress