Ripped and Faded Jeans

Faded Jeans

Ya know, we all write about how we love people, but people cause harm, so I'm going to write a love poem about someone who's always been with me and never hurt me- my ripped and faded and jeans :)

I bought you when I was just 13
and as I grew up, you grew with me
you were too long and a size 3
it seemed you would never fit me
but you were my favorite surprise
and now I'm older your the perfect size:)

I love you ripped and faded jeans!
Your the best pair I've ever seen!
I love your holes and unraveling seams!
I love you so much ol' faded jeans!
that I even wear you in my dreams!

What is it about you that is so jolly?
Is it your fabric of 75% Cotton or 50% Polly?
Mama wanted to throw you out when you ripped
but I said "Never!" its my favorite fit"
She tried to discard you when you began to fade
But I told her "not a chance" and even paid
to clean, stitch, and patch you up
Your so great you even bring me luck!

I love you ripped and faded jeans!
Your the best pair I've ever seen!
I love your holes and unraveling seams!
I love you so much ol' faded jeans!
that I even wear you in my dreams!

:)

-i was just feeling silly, sorry. he he.