When I was just a child of four
Or maybe it was three
I remember mamma’s winter coat
As clearly as can be
I always thought it funny
That she could wear it either way
One side was speckled tweed
And the other furry gray
It hung in folds around her calves
Voluminous in style
And as she’d twist and swirl
It would always make me smile
When she wore it in the snow
She looked just like a bear
Playing in the drifts with me
White flakes upon her hair
Although it was too big for me
I never could resist
To find a way to wrap inside
And so I would persist
I’d tip toe to the closet
Quietly open wide the door
Tug gently on at the coat
Until it tumbled to the floor
Then gather in my arms
The object of my delight
And hurry to the wing chair
No one knowing of my flight
I would open up the coat
And arrange it on the seat
Then climb up in the middle
My task was near complete
Now to pull each side around me
And block out all I feared
In this soft and furry cocoon
Until I disappeared
I wish I had that coat today
To wrap around me tight
To shield me from the pain of life
To block it from my sight
To be that little girl again
To hide in furry bliss
I dreamt the other night
I could feel my mamma’s kiss
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Author:
Bella Shepard (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Some childhood memories feel like they were just yesterday.
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Well of course this is a wonderful poem, a beautiful scene hiding inside your mom's coat superbly written and left me smiling from ear to ear dear Bella. Dolly Parton's coat of many colours also came to mind. I adore that song she also wrote it for her mom. 💖
Thank you my dear Teddy, I'm so glad it made you smile. I love that Dolly Parton song. When I was little my mom sewed so many of my clothes, and I can still see her sitting at the sewing machine and singing as she worked. God bless, and have a heavenly day!
Bella. you described these forever memories so gently and lovingly-her warmth and protection must feel so near-
Your words are so very sweet, thank you for reading my friend. She was everything!
A wonderful memory and metaphor of how we look to the strength and comfort of the past; our mother, that took away all of our fears and gave us a vote of confidence that we wish we could still feel today.. A touching and poignant poem.
Dear friend I thank you for these lovely words. Your reading and comments are always greatly appreciated.
A fine write Bella.
Thank you dear friend, you are kind.
A great poem and a wonderful memory. Thank you for sharing with us! Such powerful imagery. And I remember what it was like to have a mom.
Thank you so much for reading and for your kind words. Those memories are always with us.
Nostalgia - so rich I almost felt I knew that coat and would be looking out for it every time I visit a charity shop from now on. (It's where I get most of my clothing - but don't tell anyone).
For me, a large wing back chair...Thanks for the smooth ride - it really drew me in, Bella.
Dearest Dave, thank you so much. I to buy my clothes at our local "Goodwill" shop, have done so for years so it will be our mutual secret. I've never seen another coat like it. I don't remember much from my childhood, but that is a memory that is so tangible, I can feel that fur around me even now. And that chair, if I could have both I'd be in heaven. Thank you for strolling down memory lane with me, it's always nicer with a friend.
Oh my God Bella!!! This is beautiful!!!!! Mommy's hug!!!!! Loved it!!!
Oh my God Bella!!! This is beautiful!!!!! Mommy's hug!!!!! Loved it!!!
Mommy's hug indeed. Thank you dear Liz, wishing you many, many loving hugs!
made me think of my Fathers old jacket ..
I didn't need to squeeze a tear from my eyes while reading .. they came from out of nowhere all on their own ..
this is a magnificently crafted poem Bella that truly took me on a far too brief journey back in time .. and for that alone, I thank you .. Neville
Dearest Nev it is wonderful to share these memories with you; the feeling becomes so tangible, taking you back to loved ones and those cherished moments. Thank you for this lovely comment, sometimes those tears of remembrance are the sweetest. God bless my friend!
Those childhood memories are so wonderful in our lives Bella.
Andy
You are so right dear Andy, and so much nicer when shared with friends. Thank you!
Absolutely beautiful and perfect in every way! Fantastic memory, imagery, rhyme and flow, just perfect!
Thank you my dear friend, your kind words are so valued. It's funny how the older you get, the more vivid some of those memories become. Take care!
Such a loving memory. It always seems to be the very small things in life that we remember most.
This poem brought back a picture of the wingback chair I would sit in when very young. A very pleasant memory. thank you for that, - Phil A.
Thank you so much for sharing the memory. You're right, those little things. It's also the feeling of everything being so much bigger when you are small that seems to make it even more special. Here's to those wing back chairs!
Brilliant!
so vivid, such clarity, effortless accessibility
(you would give Proust and his madeleine
a good run for their money)
I bow to your superior talent
dear cherished friend
and most admired Poet
(captured that child in your poetic voice so well)
I googled Proust and his madeleine, and I'm overwhelmed by your kind words. Thank you dearest L.B., for it is talent far superior to mine that I admire, every time I read your inspired verse. Take care my beloved friend, you are a gift!
Aww a lovely poem flowimg so smoothly and awesomely rhymed woww! I too recall my mom's coat only it wasn't furry. Kudos!!
Plz also read and comment my newest poem too.
Your kind words are greatly appreciated. They are the sweetest memories are they not? I look forward to reading your poem.
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