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Two Brown Sweaters
I.
My refrigerator side is covered,
Although my brown sweatered artist is yet undiscovered,
His pictures spill over onto the floor,
Politely I ask, “Please don’t give me any more!”
He hands me picture of his brown and white dog Sue,
“But Mommy, I made this especially for you.”
“Thank you honey, I will uncover a place,”
An artist’s soul is more precious than space!
II.
Your ragged brown sweater
Sags on the closet hook
Like a flag at half-mast
Like an unfinished book.
Sunlight shimmers across
Our deep brown walnut chest
Betraying as voices
Saying, “it’s for the best.”
I quick pull down the shade
Hug the brown sweater to my heart
Someday I’ll enjoy the sun,
But someday is an art,
And all arts must be learned
A painful step at a time,
So’ I’ll hug your brown sweater,
While God is knitting me mine.
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