Seasons Changing!

I hope you all had a great Easter! I loved the weather this weekend. I can't believe we hit 80 degree..  It was amazing! These season changes are why I love the Midwest so much.  For this reason, I've decided to share my second post as a poem about seasons changing. I also posted a super cute outfit that works for this spring/summer weather that I wore on my trip to Nashville. Enjoy! :)

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       The grass is draped with curtains of white snow.                                                                                                     Its folds are hills and valleys, nature's cloth.                                                                                                             Its languid laces are tall reeds in rows.                                                                                                                     The wrinkles are the rough patches, ice's troth.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Very virgin, vibrant, velvet petals                                                                                                                              Start to part from the cocoon's wool and youth.                                                                                                      The cotton grows, soft and never settles.                                                                                                                The rapid, righteous, rushed rain helps its growth.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Lands are lined with smooth satin daisy beds.                                                                                                        Like long columns of steadfast stone soldiers,                                                                                                        They fall from duty, heroic hard heads.                                                                                                                    They lose the very pigments, their small threads.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           The silk roses bow down to the old grass.                                                                                                               The roses fade in the large snow mass.

Here's a link to the cold shoulder dress I love below for spring and summer here

Here's a link to the cold shoulder dress here.

Here's a link to the cold shoulder dress here.

My very first post!

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Hi All, 

Thank you for taking part in my very first post.  All my posts will combine my love for writing poetry and fashion, so here's the first one. Speaking of love, I thought, I'd make my first poem about the dedication it takes to be in a relationship. Below is a poem, more of a rap in my head, of "how relevant" my love is and what it took to get there!  Also, below is a link to a cold shoulder dress that makes me feel happy and in love with spring!

Enjoy! :)

I told you I am a writer by nature, so ok

You know how it goes,
There is tons of prose,
Speaking of fairy tales, of romance,
Saying love is a perfect dance

Displayed perfectly on stage,
For all those without, watching, wanting in, wanting to engage,

I agree, love, is definitely a fairy tale, putting two souls into one in a trance,
That dance, that stance, with elegance...

But let it not be forgotten, the practice, that made it possible,
The dedication, that growth,
That growth, that union, of both,

It was all those arguments, these trips, those falls,
Those days, the dance continued, but you bawled, and you thought you couldn't crawl,

But instead of failing and lying ,
Instead of dying
Instead of always crying,

That union, that dance,
Continued with mutual passion,
Passion that has no bounds,
Displaying a dance,
A love like no other.

Always growing..and like jagged edge says this love is relevant

This cold shoulder dress is cute, fashionable, and only $27. Here's a link to it. 

This cold shoulder dress is cute, fashionable, and only $27. Here's a link to it. 

This cold shoulder dress is cute, fashionable, and only $27. Here's a link to it.