Comfy
My hanging-‘round-the-house attire
Is comfy, loose and old.
When wearing it, I’m not the most
Attractive to behold.
Yet when I’m settled for the day
To laze or do some chores,
My clothes are those that I would never
Wear when I’m outdoors.
These outfits once were new and of
A certain year’s design,
But they’ve been put to pasture and
Their new life suits me fine!
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2014
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