Poem: Dark Green Shirt

There are a few special people in my life. Some, I cannot name.

Privacy? yes. The thoughts and memories of and with that person are something that will never go away, for they are still in my heart, perhaps, forever.

But, I cannot lock them away. Like the dark green shirt, I got from that person. A special gift for a person who wears his heart on his sleeve.

Here you go, the special poem for the special person.

Poem: Dark Green Shirt

Dark Green Shirt : Image by tookapic from Pixabay

The dark green shirt
Pressed perfect
No creases
Unfolded now
I thought something fell
My memories
The day we shopped
I preferred light
Against my dark skin
You felt a darker shade
Will look akin
Like a dark dude
In a darker armor .

I just smiled
Wore them for a while
As time passed
It disappeared under
Many new pieces
Piled on and over
But like our memories
It stayed there at the bottom
But it stayed there still
Pressed and pristine.

Now soaked in my sweat
My mind soaked in our memories
A smile appears
For the shirt looks akin
To my dark skin.

The poem is special because the shirt is still new and pristine. A small dedication to the person and the gift.

~Ashok Subramanian © 2023