Poetry

Daily Prompt:Fabric

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The sound of ripping fabric was loud in my ear as you ripped your shirt to bandage up my arm from the fall I took earlier.

I said I was sorry for ruining one of your shirts but you said it was nothing for helping me was worth it.

Seeing me in pain was worst than ripping up a shirt that could be easily be replaced but I was irreplaceable in your eyes.

That day may have not started off great with me being so clumsy but, it surely ended on a good night.

As I sat on my pouch watching and listening to nature as we sipped on some hot chocolate as the wind blew all around us.

The moon was so bright and the stars were few but, we both enjoyed the sound of peace and even though we knew the quiet wouldn’t last long we enjoyed the time we had with it.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Fabric