My Family is an old coat now
My family is an old coat now
with holes
Cold winds drift through it
now that Mom’s gone
Days pass into years
without hope
of her mending it
protecting our skin
from the storm
My family is unraveling
like a knitted scarf
not tied off
at the edges
into knots
at the edges
into knots
My family is one boot
without laces
to hold it to the foot
It rubs blisters
onto brother's
and sister's
soles
My family is an old coat now
with holes
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Loved it and the image; life changes, objects some cherished, some gone. liked your post; like the name of your blog also.
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