Ode To An Old Friend

My old jacket has finally worn out
but I cannot bear to throw it away
even though it has seen its day
Perhaps I shall hang it in my closet
and there I will just let it stay
I bought it at the Goodwill store
It has been several years, now, and more...
Just an old Army fatigue jacket of olive drab
It served to wear to work around the lawn
and I felt a kinship when I had it on...
with whom it was I do not know..
but I do know that it was so...

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