Ode to the White Shirt
Tailored, loose, in between,
You are knit, 100% cotton, silk,
Different shades, different shapes,
Buttoned, slipover, complicated, easy,
You are crisp or sometimes soft,
Delicate and yet sturdy,
I go to my closet to reach for something else to wear,
You fall into my hand,
Luring me—you devil you,
I’ve let you be the selfish child—
Where the world revolves around you,
You are the star of my closet,
Your brilliance captures me,
White Shirt, you have taken over my closet,
You show my spills, and,
My delicates if I’m not wiser,
Last count, ten white shirts maybe twelve,
You are out of control,
I think...some of you...must go.
Don't get rid of any of them unless they're unwearable.
Otherwise, relish their versatility
So true, I tend to buy black, white, and grey. I know, totally boring!
I adore your 'Ode to White Shirt'!
How's you week goin'??? I've been thinkin' of you. :o)
God bless ya and have a fabulous day sweetie!!!
Jules @ Trying To Get Over The Rainbow
I did wear white on my wedding day, but I didn't eat or drink much that day from nerves and excitement so no spills, thank goodness!
Nice ode, Teresa! I liked the "star of my closet" line. Now I'm thinking about what the star of my closet is. :)
Thoughts in Progress