Christmas Memories

As I look at it, tears fill my eyes
I feel happy but sad,
it is soft
like a cloud.
My nanna bought me this.
It was the last thing she got me before she died
just before Christmas.
Tears run down my cheeks as she enters my mind.
I have lots of special clothes
but none of them are as special as this.
It’s a bit small
and the zipper is broken
but I will keep it forever and ever
because it reminds me of my nanna.
My Christmas dress.