I Remember Her Emerald Gown

Written for:  Poetic Bloomings2 - Prompt #302 - "I Remember"
"A lifetime is filled with many memorable moments. So much 
history has passed through our lives like sand through 
our fingers, and it causes us to take pause. What is 
something you recall from your lives, as simple as that."

Mom in an emerald satin
gown, her hair freshly
coiffed in an upswept
flip.  Another affair–
Bar Mitzvah, wedding–
only occasion to get Dad
into a suit.  At that time,
everyone dressed to kill.
Mom wasn't much for jewelry,
but liked when I helped her
with make-up.  Mom and Dad
looked the part 
of a sophisticated couple.  
I was in charge of 
my younger sister.  We watched 
them leave.  Mom looked lovely
in her emerald satin gown,
that perfectly matched
her eyes.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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