smoldering green with envy
she did not know of
having plenty but dreamed
of store bought pretty clothes
not handmade ones of fabric
that she chose to
craft on the Singer
as she had learned to sew
taught by her mother who
was taught by her own
using bolts of cotton with
colored threads adorned
she did not know then
of the loved passed down
in every neat seam
or how it made her unique
she only dreamed of being
the same as the girls who
like candles burned brightly
but smoldered green with envy
© March 2013
Renee Espriu
This is for dVerse Poets Pub http://dversepoets.com/category/tag/its-not-easy-being-green/
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