I wonder now
as I am back here to where he lent me
his navy blue jacket that surely saved me
that was for a night
but I never got the chance to return it
and so one night of saving
turned into nights,
several nights I am in comfort
and I am feeling less cold.
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I wonder now
did he survive? the cold? without his jacket?
or is he gone? forever?
did he experience frostbites?
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and it occurs to me,
I will not know what happened to him
and what will happen to me
but no matter what,
I have a choice.should I lend others this jacket too?
or should I keep it to myself?
he thought I was worth saving,
I think there are others out there
worth saving too.

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Life? Life.
PoesíaThis is for the lost times in where I found myself. [COMPLETE ✔️] • highest ranking #2 in Poetry - 01/09/17 for ratings and reviews: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/40609222-life-life