Perfect Green Tee Shirt

You know, when you go to a store
And everything is on sale (almost)
You find a perfect green tee shirt
That matches your eyes
And fits like a dream
But it’s not on sale, so you leave it
Because it’s expensive for a tee shirt
And you don’t really need it
But when you get to the door, you go back
And buy it, because it’s the perfect green tee shirt.

You wear it and love it

And when you wash it, it doesn’t shrink
Or stretch, or fade, or do other weird things with its shape
You wear it so much that people refer to you
As that woman, you know the one,
The one in the green tee shirt.

Then, one day you see a picture of yourself

In your green tee shirt
And it doesn’t look so good.
It’s gotten old and worn, baggy and faded
But you still love it and wear it around the house
Until there’s a hole, or a seam comes apart.
You sigh and add it to the dog’s bed
Hoping that because it smells like you
The dog will love the green tee shirt too

Then you go to a store

Where everything is on sale (almost)
With a picture of a perfect green tee shirt
In your mind.