My old jeans

Two years ago I bought two pairs of jeans. 
One was black the second was grey.
I put them on, I liked them a lot,
But two weeks later I couldn’t wear them anymore.


I hid them in the closet
and forgot about them.
I became bigger and bigger,
but I didn’t give them away.


A year later there they were again,
proud I could wear my old jeans like then.
I looked in the mirror and yes I was back,
but some time later the zipper couldn’t go up.


I may never wear those jeans again.
They’re old anyway, so who really cares?
As long as I have my babies with me
I don’t care if I have to wear new mama jeans.

You can see my creations with my old jeans here.

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