The exercise:
The wedding was lovely, everything went off without a hitch. It was fun getting dressed up too, I really don't get a chance to very often.
So today's starter is: suit and tie.
Mine:
The suit is plain black.
In the front: a crack;
A shirt of pure white,
Split by one more bite -
A tie of deep red,
A tongue to be fed.
Suit and Tie (Going Home)
ReplyDeleteThe charcoal gray suit was not something he wore often. In fact, he had worn it only twice before—when he married Fae, his beloved wife of 42 years and when his daughter wed the Jamieson boy.
Always clad in faded jeans and a flannel shirt, Bill Hitchings was admired and respected in his community. A successful farmer, he was always willing to help his neighbour, wanting nothing more in return than heartfelt thanks. Although he had passed the reins on to his capable daughter, he still insisted on tending the animals, not able to let go of what he loved. But as Bill always said, you can’t stop time and you can’t stop nature.
And now he looked awkward in his charcoal gray suit that Fae had insisted he wear. She heard murmurs that Bill would have looked more comfortable in his work clothes. She only smiled. Some occasions simply don’t call for jeans and plaid. And this was one of them.
After all, Bill was going home.