Coat On a Bench

Coat on a Bench An abandoned coat draped on a bench, covered in leaves and dried grass. Pink fairies and princesses infer it’s a girl’s. How could she forget it? It’s lonely, lifeless and limp, hoping she’ll return and clutch it around her and take it home. Sometimes, I feel like this coat draped on a bench. Alone and abandoned by a forgetful wench, but it’s not for long just a fleeting thought, when I look at the coat I know it was loved, like me ? when first it was bought.