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Red Ribbon Slips As I pull the bow off my present It slips off like the red low back dress I wear Fluttering around me as a cold breeze dances on my skin. As I pull the bow off my present I think about the memories I have with presents A gift of the now in how I can seize the moment of who I am a mirror of who I used to be Fluttering around me as a cold breeze dances on my skin. As I pull the bow off my present Red always comes to mind, during the holiday times in winter Kwanzaa, Christmas, and Valentines galore filling up the air with a sweet scent Fluttering around me as a cold breeze dances on my skin. As I pull the bow off my present I think about the joy and love I put into making it The hard earned coins from my blood, sweat, and tears that I put into getting the materials Fluttering around me as a cold breeze dances on my skin. As I pull the bow off my present I think about how life has been a gift colored red pumping my blood in me It is spilt monthly to detox from the inside out Fluttering around me as a cold breeze dances on my skin.
December 18, 2020