Trading
3 April 2014
We’re traders her and I,
Sipping on our hot drinks
She sits behind the sewing machine
We’re traders her and I,
Creating something for me
While I hear her tell of her memories
We’re traders her and I
She repeats her stories, but I don’t mind
Because sometimes a listener, is all one needs
We’re traders her and I
Sipping on our hot drinks
I sit in front of the sewing machine
