Amazingly, I found a poem I wrote in 87, possibly earlier, dedicated to my favorite 80′s attire, the blue jean jacket. I actually had a spring/fall denim and a winter denim. Ah those were the days. Anyway, it’s a possitive poem, not negative or dark. Surprised?
Ode to a Blue Jean Jacket
My friend you are there
In rain, sleet or snow.
Summertime is near.
Sadly meaning your time to go.
You were a shadow and a symbol
Following me everywhere.
You have a style about you
That was acceptable to wear.
Our parting shall be brief,
In three months we shall see
Changes have been made
But you’ll always stay with me.