BLUE JEANS

                              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

2 thoughts on “BLUE JEANS

  1. Things that, no longer fitted in our lives, we still keep, in one form or the, next, because, we want them to last, forever, only that, nothing is and, can, last for an, eternity…

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