To My Daughter
I sent you to college,
In a proper dress with an oboe.
You came back, wearing jeans,
Carrying a guitar.
You said jeans kept you warm in winter,
I could see that.
At your graduation,your class president
Said, "This ceremony is for you parents.
We would rather have used the funds to
Give to those in need, the homeless."
I sent you to college
In a proper dress.
You came back
Wearing jeans.
And
soon
so
was
I.
I love this, Marie! Made me remember that I was sent off to college in a pleated skirt. Four years later: cheesecloth, tie-dye and beads. Peace, man, peace.
Aloha, Anne (from England)
back in the day, girls weren't even allowed to wear pants in
freezing cold at city college in san francisco, ca.