Heirloom Chain: Mom's Necklace gold ring We dance in slow motion

We dance in slow motion

all the guys and dolls in tuxedos and silks

we drink drinks with little paper umbrellas and fruit skewered on candy colored swords

reminds the wearer that she is part of a network of lovers and travelers

the ones that changed with the sun and the tides and the music on the record player

Heirloom Chain: Mom's Necklace gold ring We dance in slow motionShe went through foraging phase, striking out in her long corduroy skirt and pocketed apron to search for wild mushrooms and clover, ramps and ground cherries and slim carrots she could always spot by looking for Queen Annes Lace and its lovely white blooms. She was so strong and fearless, tramping off deeper in the the woods behind the house, circling the neighborhood like a hoop skirt. She always came back, flushed and radiant, switching on the