Mary Jane's Shoes

Mary Jane's Shoes

Musings of one person among many. Not exceptional in any way, as with all, I have exceptional experiences and varied reactions to those events. Mine is one of many life stories and how I manage and cope with the events which make my life my own, I attempt to put forth by way of my writings.

You can scroll the shelf using and keys

A Bracelet

January 13, 2016

~

~

Between the perfume bottle

and the bracelet resting on my dresser,

there is a story

of how I fell in love with you. 

~

Between the camera and the books, 

a stack of three,

there is a story of how you fell in love with me. 

Slipping on the bracelet, one of silver and engraved, 

my eyes read the title of one book.

Never Take For Granted Love, on the cover it did say.

On my wrist the scent I placed. 

Its aroma told of a moment when your arms they lifted me

and we spun circles on brick space.

Reflected in glass double doors,

this was a true love story’s start.

To have the moment photographed, I could visit it once more. 

~

On the silver band around my wrist,

my only love had inscribed,

“Never take for granted love.”

Nostalgic tears did fall, from my hazel eyes.

~

~

 

What do you think?

Please keep your comments polite and on-topic.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: