The Giver

Kendall Jackson

Unravel me like a finely woven scarf

Tightly knit to keep you warm

Made meticulously by a perfect creator

Torn easily by the hands of my wearer


I work tirelessly to keep the breeze from ruffling your hair

I take pride in giving my comfort to you always

At night you put me to rest but I forget to sleep

You ask for little and I give you all I have


Now my fabric is fraying

I have been left hanging by the door

I spent so long keeping you warm

That I forgot to hold myself together

Fall, 2018 Issue

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