THE DRESS

I opened 

my cluttered wardrobe today,

Throwing all 

my clothes frantically,

Here, there and everywhere 

trying to find the perfect fit.

Out came some jeans

and tops and socks,

And tracks and shorts

and skirts and frocks.

But then something

caught my eye.

The dress long abandoned,

long forgotten.

Not because it was too large

or small or short.

But it was heavy,

heaviest of all.

It was the perfect dress

I would never be able to wear again.

With names of my loved ones

written on the back,

All my memories 

came rushing back to me.

With teary eyes

and a heavy heart,

I kept my school uniform 

back in the wardrobe...