Red Hoodie

A silly poem about a silly sweater I've had forever...


Hot Shower,
On a cold winter day.
Steam rising up
To warm me top to toe,
Fogged mirror,
Shows no lies
While my red hoodie,
Sits outside.
My companion of ten years,
More faithful than a lover.
Jilted in summers,
Mistreated in December.
Dearer than a blanket
And scarcer than a jacket.
Oh! Red Hoodie,
How I missed thee.
One decade and counting,
Please, stay with me.