She always wore jeans with holes
Never a reason for those clothes
I took her out to a local shop
Made her look good- no more mop
Mopped up her look she was sparkling
To me her smile was utterly gratifying
More jubilant life than I had ever seen
She looked as if she came from a dream
Brimming with new threads and seams
She never smiled brighter to me she beamed.
She wanted to pay me back
But I told her she already had.





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