Worn (out) in England

Clothes go out of fashion.
Others wear out.
Some shrink
(or I grow?)
but I don't think
I ever go off them
which is why
I am only now ditching
this tired old top
with its outdated label:
Made in Yugoslavia.
I'll never be able
to replicate that.

poem © Celia Warren 2013

(I do remember wearing this with blue denim maternity dungarees in - um - 1983 ... And the last time I wore it my son called me Tom the Cabin Boy. Hmm ... perhaps it is time to let it go!)