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Little Red Coat
by Alisa JsThrown out with the rest of the trash
Unceremoniously,
Left on the sidewalk
Smashed inside some old broken down black bag
Up against the drain
For the next pick-up day, whenever
What would you say if you could speak?
Any last words for us as you lay there?
Don't get the wrong idea by the way I appear
You see a,
Tattered red coat, rumpled and torn
Threadbare along the edges,
With buttons lose and some frayed bits of fleece ...
I remember a time when I was brand new and warm
With eyes of surprise and arms opened wide
My little girl smiled as she held me close
Excitedly,
And slipped her tiny arms into mine,
Our walks to the playground, rides on the bike
We had a blast, her and I
Little girl giggles pressed close inside my shoulder
Little girl secrets only her and I shared
Oh! Those were the days!
When laughter filled these threads now bare
And I did my best to keep her safe
With my buttons, shiny and bold
And my collar, so warm and so very cozy
Snuggling next to those little girl cheeks
I was once fulfilled, loved and adored
I guess all things come to an end, somehow
Don't ask me to explain as I have no answers
My little girl grew, yet I remained the same
No worse for wear was my mantra...
One day, a voice said
That little red coat is a disaster, dear
Time for another, we'll throw out that old thing
Get you a new one for spring
And the next thing you know, I found myself here
In this bag full of rubbish and long forgotten dreams
01/11/2008 Posted on 01/12/2008
Copyright © 2025 Alisa Js
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/12/08 at 02:35 PM Excellent use of personification in allowing the coat to tell the story. I see a movie waiting to be made here also. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/12/08 at 02:49 PM PS: Adds to favorites. |
| Posted by Brian Francis on 01/12/08 at 03:56 PM This is a wonderful poem that I believe most of us can relate to with our memories. It made me remember a teddy bear my parents threw out at least ten times. But I loved him as much as he loved me. He is still sitting in my closet some 40 plus years later. Very nice write -bf |
| Posted by Joe Cramer on 01/16/08 at 02:21 AM I loved this.... |
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