The Vest That worn vest The one you wore at twenty That vest is too small It can no longer hold the body That once ran 5 miles a day That worn vest The one you wore at sixteen That vest has holes Things that once stayed intact and contained Spill out and disappear That worn vest The one you got at nine That vest is in your closet It hides away in a box Now it cushions forgotten treasures That new vest The one you got on your 50th That vest which came so unexpectedly It hugs your newly formed shape Warming your body It was time for a new one And this one fits just right -T.Muftic-Streicher
Posted on: Wed, 02 Oct 2013 17:51:33 +0000
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