I look in the empty wardrobe
And it looks so bare
I remember all of the clothes
That used to hang in there
The coat you wore to walk the dog
And the one you wore for best
The hat you always loved to wear
I said it looked like a bird’s nest
The blouse with lace you wore for weddings
And the jacket made of tweed
The numerous scarves of many colours
How many did you need?
Your faded wedding dress
That you hoped one day I’d wear
The veil to match hung with it
And the pearl slide for your hair
The purple dress you used to wear
When you sang in the youth choir
Strands still remained on the collar
Off that faux-fur stole you used to hire
Your pleated skirts of navy blue
Were folded in a drawer
Belts of matching colours
Hung inside the door
I look in the empty wardrobe
And think of what’s no longer there
And I can still picture you
In the clothes you used to wear
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Author:
jenny1959 (
Offline) - Published: February 2nd, 2017 11:12
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is about the void left after a bereavement.
- Category: Family
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Comments3
This is awesome nicely done!
Just describing the cloths simply and saying what each one meant allowed me appreciate how you were imagining this loved one.
Awesome poem Big Up!!
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