She ironed the creased dress
still wet in the petrichor of the last night.
Scrubbing a portion with a cloth,
She cleaned the dry stains that greased the ends of her dress.
Quickly she wore it and dusted the loosened threads,
Once again to enjoy the petrichor that emanated from her night school.
still wet in the petrichor of the last night.
Scrubbing a portion with a cloth,
She cleaned the dry stains that greased the ends of her dress.
Quickly she wore it and dusted the loosened threads,
Once again to enjoy the petrichor that emanated from her night school.
Copyright ©2016 by Elvira Lobo- Its My Life
Disclaimer: The image(s) in the post are taken from Google. I don’t claim any of its rights.
