Brown Leather Jacket

Cocamedo

Last night

I sat on the porch

All alone

The trees

And the breeze

Sent chills to the bone

I searched

For a coat

But none of them fit

Suddenly

I came upon

An old Jacket

My favorite

Brown leather

Still tattered and worn

Reminded

Of when

This had once kept you warm

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sorenbarrett August 19th, 2024 05:51
Nostalgic, sadly sweet, very nicely written.

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