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His Old Clothes

His old clothes came to whisper his good name;
he values them with fragile pride instead.
No dreadful task, he always picks the same
plain blue jeans and shirt striped in white and red.
     Shattered soul of Gainesville,
     he wears the name Big Will.
     Benevolence takes skill
            to recognize
            and realize,
            rationalize
that apparel is no one’s claim to fame
Big Will’s focus is well-known and widespread -
what makes this man?  the spirit of Goodwill,
            clean, but no guise.



written May 26, 2018
Contest:  The Puzzle of my Rhyme
Sponsor:  Broken Wings

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Susan Gentry

Date: 6/25/2018 6:28:00 PM

Congratulations on your win with this refreshing poem. Your imagery makes it feel so real.

Reason A. Poteet
Date: 6/26/2018 4:37:00 PM

Most men don't think of clothes as we women do; but I have met a few in my life who have quite a wardrobe for differing occasions. Big Will is more like my son. Thanks, Susan, for commenting and for your applause.

Constance La France

Date: 6/24/2018 7:15:00 AM

Reason, congratulations on your win in my contest, I see you changed the indention requirement for my contest as in my notes it was correct at judging and now it is not... but still a great poem

Reason A. Poteet
Date: 6/26/2018 4:32:00 PM

I am impressed that you returned for another look, Constance, seriously. I appreciate the placement and will change it back if it upsets you at all. Most hosts are just anxious to get the judging done. I thank you honestly for this reply.