Love Letters

Ode to My Favourite Clothing

To my favourite tee shirt:

White and cotton,

Close to my virginity.

To my blue jeans:

Light blue like the sky,

Comfy and gentle,

Tight and cow-girlish.

To my boots:

High and black,

Suede and soft,

Fitting well.

Looking not too bad!

To my underwear:

You keep me feeling free

And feminine.

The more feminine

The better!

--Anonymous

To My Tired Feet

Dear Tired Feet,

I am writing to let you know just how grateful I am for all these years of taking me to places that I’ve been, and to all the places I’ve yet to go. I want to thank you for being there for me when I needed to run, run, run away from whatever ails or troubles me, and yet you’re still here for whatever may come my way next. We’ve walked a lot together, you and I, and still have a long, long way to go. I love you for all you’ve done and again for what’s next to come.  Again I say thank-you – love you forever more!

Sincerely yours,

JB

In Praise of 

Praise my eyes because they see
the cardinal in February's tree.
Praise my knees
because they bring me close to God.
Praise my nose
because it warns me of danger.
Praise my right hand
because it knows when to let go.
Praise my spirit
because it will never die.

--S., 2011