BLUE JEANS Antique in time, from the seventies, a pair So fine, I remember I put them away, blue Jeans for another Day. A touch faded were they, comfortable in a certain Way, Worn were they to a party, perhaps a barbecue or two, A Saturday night drive-in, what jeans were worn by you? Blue jeans I took from a shelf, dusty, aged from time, They fit me once before, now I can wear them in my mind. Keith Garrett
The blue jeans culture continues to thrive.
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On Tue, Feb 23, 2021 at 8:20 PM keithgarrettpoetry wrote: