Every day I see you
When I search through my closet each morning
Running my hands through the clothing that hangs
I always pause when I feel you
A tattered thing you are
Together we’ve seen the harsh nights,
cold breezes, and sudden delights
I wore you like a second skin
When I was uncomfortable in my own.
You make me feel a safe embrace.
Your blue color has faded,
Your fabric has gone coarse to the touch
The once sweet waft of vanilla, now nowhere to be found.
Though I say I miss the good days
Fresh out of the box when you arrived to me
It fills me with a overly whelming joy
Because the more that I wear you and wear you down
is the closer I feel to the one who is not around.
Blue Sweater
Kait Nelson
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