Shades of Green

Shades of Green I have a green windbreaker, but it looks like a uniform jacket I impulsively I put it on looked in the mirror, an old general on an alpine walk hoping to find a shrine of his hero. I was unwell in my jacket and it was a struggle to get it off clung to me like a shower curtain, an unwanted friend, I don`t like to be rude to, yet find bores me to distraction. There was a military camp near the farm I had been sent to, the food as not up to much but the soldiers fed me well, and that is why I grew to be much bigger than my siblings. Alas, the war ended the enemy took the train home, an epoch was over. I rolled the green jacket into a plastic bag and put it in a collection box, that happened to be green too, and since you ask no I never met the grand Mufti of Jerusalem