Winter Coat

In the cupboard all summer you’ve waited,
Next to bags of Christmas wrapping paper.
Your collar still all frayed and worn,
Your pockets with the lining still torn.
Patiently waiting for your time to come,
Quietly waiting for the Autumn.
To be taken down and dusted off
To protect the wearer from wind and frost.
Then once the weather has fully recovered,
Never complain as you return to the cupboard.

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