A second Skin
by Felmagre
Posted: 13 May 2005 Word Count: 98 |
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‘Twas second hand when first acquired,
a charity hand me down.
Now threadbare at the elbows,
unravelled at the rib.
Sleeves a little baggy, from over use,
patched, darned here and there.
‘Tis nothing much to speak about,
yet comfortable to wear.
Made in the Middle East, by hand,
from soft angora wool.
Feels warm and gentle on the skin,
light and finely spun.
Its colour, a deep rich coral pink
illuminates the face
Knitted simply, in cable, plain and pearl,
washes well – it needs too.
For it’s still my favourite jersey,
It’s like a second skin.
a charity hand me down.
Now threadbare at the elbows,
unravelled at the rib.
Sleeves a little baggy, from over use,
patched, darned here and there.
‘Tis nothing much to speak about,
yet comfortable to wear.
Made in the Middle East, by hand,
from soft angora wool.
Feels warm and gentle on the skin,
light and finely spun.
Its colour, a deep rich coral pink
illuminates the face
Knitted simply, in cable, plain and pearl,
washes well – it needs too.
For it’s still my favourite jersey,
It’s like a second skin.
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