A merry day to you! We're so glad you stopped by; it's a rare, sunny day today, so we'll be busily airing our bedding outside, but we thought we'd share this little poem we wrote, after being asked the notorious question, over and over . . . (By the way, we really have been asked if we were pioneers or pilgrims!)~
"Why Do You Wear Dresses?"
by Mrs. Graham
Someone always asks us, wherever we may go,
"Why do you wear dresses?" They always want to know.
"Why do you wear dresses~ are you Pioneers?"
(Do we live in a cabin, back 100 years?)
"Or maybe you are Pilgrims, who came from far away?"
(Perhaps we made a time machine, and traveled here that way!)
"Why do you wear dresses? Why don't you just wear pants?"
We really want to tell them, but we never have a chance.
We wear them for we love them, so swishy when we walk;
So twirly when we're spinning, just as fast as any top.
We'd really like to tell them, but they wouldn't understand.
Why do we wear dresses? Because it feels so FEMININE!
by Mrs. Graham
Someone always asks us, wherever we may go,
"Why do you wear dresses?" They always want to know.
"Why do you wear dresses~ are you Pioneers?"
(Do we live in a cabin, back 100 years?)
"Or maybe you are Pilgrims, who came from far away?"
(Perhaps we made a time machine, and traveled here that way!)
"Why do you wear dresses? Why don't you just wear pants?"
We really want to tell them, but we never have a chance.
We wear them for we love them, so swishy when we walk;
So twirly when we're spinning, just as fast as any top.
We'd really like to tell them, but they wouldn't understand.
Why do we wear dresses? Because it feels so FEMININE!
Feel free to share this poem, if you'd like!
Blessings to you,
Marqueta
