Each cloth frozen in it's time , In it's memories For why I bought it when I bought it . . Some old dusty ones, and some new ravishing ones . . But all too precious ! Capable to move me to tears flying me into those 'times' of joy in reminiscence .
Because the T-shirt signed by the schoolmates on the last day of school to the first dress gifted by him, It all takes me to a journey of unforgettable memories.