I saw this prompt and it made me think of my mother. It was the sixties and she was dressed to go to a party and as I watched her get ready, I thought she was so beautiful.
I am little And the world is Full of Wonder. Wonder like a Velvet Jacket, Partly Paisley. A crepe skirt Floaty and airy. I run my fingers Down the sleeve Give in to the Elemental urge and Lay my cheek Against the softness To lean against A swirly skirt Light and dreamy Dancing around me, A Measured meter, And I am Lost in the folds of the thing, little arms wrap around strong legs, Walking now in Silky stockings. Her hand touches my hair, She smiles And looks back To the mirror.
Prompt words: Elemental, Walk, Meter
I really love this… the way you described this memory brought to mind some of my own.
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Thanks!! Memory is a funny thing!
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Awww. Thank you so much!
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