Vest-Pocket
In the closet
of
memories
Hangs a vest
tattered
and
stained
with time
A dusty
remnant
of youth
When
invincibility
was in it's prime
*
This vest
worn
like a shield
Embraced
adventure
one day at a time
Like Don Quixote
battling
windmills
Dragons
of the world
Dragons
of the mind
*
Now hanging
in
memories closet
this vest
A remnant of time
Yet
In
the vest-pocket
beats the heart
of
this garment
Forever young
and
In it's prime
By seelie
© 2012 seelie
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