Yellow Skirt
Oh my long yellow skirt,
I slay and play with you to my heart’s content.
I dance to the tunes of your rhythm with my tote bag which does seem like a priced possession for few.
There is no need to let my hair loose and wear high heels when I am with you.
You make me feel comfortable in my space.
I wonder what has got into me lately.
Is it the pride that I am getting all attention from the boys or
Is it the confidence that I am the better version of myself every passing day.
I can take you to a flower bed, I can take you to a beach.
I can take you to a valley and yes I would like to take you to a night club.
Come what may you will be my best friend through thick and thin.