This shirt,
To others
It’s just a shirt.
To me,
It was a life line.

This shirt,
It helped me.
Kept me from letting go.
It was there when
No one else was.

This shirt,
It’s plain.
Just blue gray.
It’s nothing special
To others.

This shirt,
To those who know.
It was his.
All I had,
Was his shirt.

This shirt,
With his musky scent,
Still lingering
In the threads.

This shirt,
It’s my safe place.
It calms me,
It takes away
The pain.

This shirt,
It was all I
Had left.
Of him,
My love.

This shirt,
Helped me smile
For the others.
No one knew,
I was falling apart.

This shirt,
It’s his shirt.
He’s back,
I don’t need
This shirt anymore.

This shirt,
I’ll still keep it.
In case I need
More of a reason.

This shirt,
It sits at
The back
Of my closet.
Waiting,
Until I need
It again.

This shirt,
It was
My life line,
My savior,
Thank you.