Mother Dress Me


into soft woollen sweaters

woven from full yellow wool

with sleeves that will fit me

five years down time

folded easy for petite hands

to hole into when freezing cold

if snow falls on a heavy roll

my socks are then two fold

pants loose do forever fall

gallace straps are such a boon

always to be upon lampooned

silk hair polished and shampooed


light summer sunlight frozen in Cologne

blissful banter, an infant memory sown