Trousers

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These are not trousers

A thing to merely wear

They are the expression of love

Of deep concern and care

I did not see the need for them

They were not a thing requested

But they were bought for me all the same

That I would not be neglected

Oh what a gift of foresight

As other garments met their fate

As I took them from my drawer

Memories they did stir

Of how they were given on that day

As a token of love by her

These are not trousers

Something that I wore

These are the fabric of love

And oh – so much more

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Padre

dVerse – Poetics: Object Poems

My late wife had the uncanny ability to take care of my material needs, even when I could not see them. This prompt allowed me to recall the day recently, when I was forced to retire some tried and true clothes, to find that I was not in need of going out to replace them, because she had purchased some of my favourite brands before her death. I told her at the time it wasn’t necessary, as I had plenty. Little did I know.