Every day, when I get dressed,
No
matter how I’m feeling,
I
choose the clothes that, comfort-wise,
I
find the most appealing.
I
may not see another soul,
(My
husband, though, excluded)
Yet
for my day to rock and roll,
I
would be quite deluded…
If
nothing dangled near my face,
For
earrings are required
And
every morning I embrace
A
pair that I’ve acquired.
Some
favorites tend to reappear
But
since I have so many,
You’d
never glance at either ear
To
find me without any.
My
husband wonders why do I
Insist
on this tradition.
My
answer, given with a sigh,
Might
spark some recognition.
It
cheers me up to add a bit
Of
charm to my reflection;
Those
earrings also benefit,
Diverting
close inspection.
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