People ask me about my jacket
Who bought it for me?
Who gave it to me?
Why do I like it so much?
I got my lucky jacket from my mom.
It was a Christmas gift.
I've bled in this jacket.
I brought my sons home wearing this jacket.
My jacket tells a story.
Just like my life.
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My Poems
PoetrySo these are my poems. Thanks for looking at them. Share with your friends and such...
