We could walk along the shore,
feel the sand squish between our toes
as the waves lap at our ankles,
gazing out at the mid blue waters
and the light blue sky,
and you know that I’d be wearing a dress.
We could traipse amongst the flowers,
leaning down to sniff the sweet aroma
of the roses and the lilies
as we follow the grassy path
through the garden,
and you know that I’d be wearing a dress.
You could chase me through the corridors of a castle,
dodging the cool, stony walls
and laughing vibrantly the whole time.
You could catch me in your strong arms
and pull me into you,
and you know that I’d be wearing a dress.
You could stand at the end of the aisle
surrounded by loved ones
as organ music swells and the doors swing open.
I could take one step into the chapel,
and tears could start to well up in your eyes,
and you know that I’d be wearing a dress.
Photo by Daria Shevtsova from Pexels
It’s amazing how skilfully you’ve woven this poetry. Truly beautiful!
Stay safe!
-The Ink Warrior🌼
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Aww, thank you!!!
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I didn’t expect to read something so sweet and wholesome sounding today but was pleasantly surprised just now. Great poem!
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Thank you! I truly appreciate it!
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Beautifully sweet. Love it.
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Thank you so much!
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Loved this one Joy! 👌🏼
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Thanks, Tom!
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Love the poem.
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Thank you so much!
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Reblogged this on sketchuniverse and commented:
📝 HI DEARS. TODAY WE’VE GOT THIS EXQUISITE POEM ABOUT A DRESS. CONGRATS TO THE AUTHOR.
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Nice
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Thank you!
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I have come back to this post several times. Well done, Joy.
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Aw, thank you, Benjamin
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