There is a coat that I have had since I was very young
I have grown
It has not grown with me
And it was comfortable for a long time
But now
It binds across the shoulders and my belly
And while I might well try to lose some weight
The coat will never fit again
I might pass it along to another
But nobody should wear such a thing
The cut is bad
The material worse
And it stinks with years of use
For I am not the first to wear it
Or, now, to cast it aside
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