She had sewn for the others
so often before.
So when she made an outfit for me,
The chubby redhead granddaughter,
Not the cute skinny blonde one,
I was beside myself.
It was yellow and polyester
With a synthetic lace collar
And it made my skin all red and itchy.
It wasn’t all that pretty
And it didn’t feel natural.
But it was real.
And I would rather have felt
Its roughness on my skin
Than nothing at all.
Love this one! I, too, had a dress like that once. It wasn't made by a grandmother--not mine at any rate--but I loved it, and many a nine-year-old memory of mine features it. Thank you for putting a smile on my face.
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