Wearing out Dungarees
My dungarees, pale blue
and soft, are made of denim.
There don't have a designer
label, they are old and have
been worn for years.
I've worn them walking in the woods,
at art gallery receptions,
and at dinner parties.
They are like an old friend.
Trousers like these sell
for high prices at upmarket
clothes shops as distressed jeans.
I bought mine almost new
at a church bazaar.
Mine have earned
their pale color and supple
texture. Some day they'll
be too washed out and too spent
to wear. Until then
they'll keep serving me.
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