Most people think of sky diving
when wearing a parachute,
a silk cloth that mushrooms out
capturing air, allowing
the wearer
to float safely to the
ground.
He lived through World War II
and like many who returned, his
pack was stuffed with souvenirs.
Some chose guns,
Some chose guns,
helmets, knives, something to
remember their time in the war.
My dad took a silk parachute
thinking it would make a
gift for someone back home.
It took him a year to find
the woman he loved,
one he remembered when
he was young.
he was young.
He was thrilled when she
accepted his proposal
then showed her a surprise,
yards and yards of white silk
“Use this to make
your wedding dress.”
She smiled and complied.
Took a little while, removing
cords, then cutting a pattern
to make a gown.
Ordered lilies from Hawaii,
wore perfume he brought
from France,
from France,
the whole town was invited
to celebrate
each taking turns to
dance
getting a chance to
touch
the silk of her wedding
dress
feelling like they were
floating
through the skies
grateful
for all who survived.
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