Scarves hang above me like a tapestry
Blowing gently in the breeze
I open a rattan basket from the depths of my closet
Rafts of silky shawls and sarongs float about me
I feel like Draupadi and the endless sari.
Free verse, based on Shawls & Sarongs.
Endless Sari
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AuthorSpring Gillard
AuthorSpring Gillard