Jackets

I feel the wind nipping at my bare arms
Gladly, my jacket provides many warms
A right kind of shelter from a night of harms
Goose down being one of its renowned charms

Characters shown in manly, cracked leather
Lacey frills get blown by the wind Zephyr
Fans dressed in team colors oh so clever
Soft pink jackets can be worn whenever

Nordstrom beckons wallet and purse
Diamond encrusted garb in return for the worse
of society’s disdainful or commanding views
Disapproval always the world’s greatest blues

Fashion dictates bees to swarm to stylish stores
Their honey sweeter than the best of s’mores
The world bleats, “Show your money, buy much.”
The world repeats, “Clear of Wal-Mart and such.”

I find a jacket in a sea of strangers
beaming friendliness, comfort, with no anger
If these two were accepted by our age
All the world would be more than just a stage





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