Coat

Coat Winter counting his breath Watching his chest From the floor That’s where I was sleeping I was keeping Death at the door I like it when it gets cold So that I can wear his coat And imagine that the sleeves Are his arms wrapped around me Told my mother come quick He won’t make it Another eve Held him close and safely Like a baby Rocked to sleep I like it when it gets cold So that I can wear his coat And imagine that the sleeves Are his arms wrapped around me Father died in front of Me when I was 23