I Had a Sweater
I had a sweater
By Richard Rix
I had a sweater
Made from all the colors I know
From family red to traveling green
And a future yellow that would glow
I had a sweater
Made from memories and dreams
Of friends and far off places
Strange symbols covered the seams
I had a sweater
Knitted, stitched, and sown
With images and pictures
Of a world I once had known
I had a sweater
That one day got a hole
It became bigger and bigger
Until it consumed my soul
I had a sweater
That nobody could fix
No doctors or nurses
No masks or swabbing sticks
Now it is gone
My sweater has fallen apart
I am trying to put it together
But I don’t know where to start
Copyright © Richard Rix | Year Posted 2022
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