JUST ANOTHER MEMORY.

JUST ANOTHER MEMORY.



When I was just a teenage lass
My Mum taught me to sew.
I fashioned lots of dresses I'd
Seen in a movie show.

I was the envy of my friends
So many frocks to choose.
Of course, no wardrobe is complete
Without all matching shoes!

One dress that was my favourite
Was coloured white like snow.
With tiny loops all 'round the hem
Where ribbon was to go.

On one day ribbon red as fire
Was threaded all around,
A little cape in sim'lar hue
Upon my shoulders found.

The next time this frock saw the light
The cape and ribbon - blue.
Or green or yellow, sometimes pink,
Any colour that I knew.

I looked so smart, so chic in fact,
As I walked down the street.
To compliment the outfit -
Shoes to match upon my feet.

But as I said I was a lass
And teenagers grow tall.
Before too long, my fav'rite frock -
Alas, became too small.

My Mum suggested that I make
Another, just for fun.
But I decided that this dress
Would be the only one.

Some wondrous mem'ries I recall
Of times so free and light,
When I espy a teenage lass
In a frock of snowy white.

I often think about that dress
And how I loved it so
In days when I could set a trend
'cause Mum taught me to sew.