This is a new poem by Julie Zink. It was read to us at our last meeting on 4/12/09.
Solace by Julie Zink
Old tattered nightgown
Why do I always choose you?
When laced edge satin creations beckon
Holding out a promise to upscale dreams
But your frayed flannel always wins out
Your longevity pushed way too far
You promise comfort
An invitation to enfold and soothe
Warmth for the aching soul
Shelter from the sharp frigid night
Please do not fall apart just yet
Hang together yet a little longer
My peaceful dreams depend on you.
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