wool Sweaters

the Day is cold and messy
but These are warm and neat:
Some casual, Some dressy —
but All contain the Heat

the Heat that’s our conspirator,
Whose secrecy is gold:
so We shall not be prisoner
to orders from
the Cold

Author: Owen Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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