The sweater

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Soothing like the sun’s first rays
Smelling of the land beyond the bays

Enveloping within it your sure touch
It keeps me warm till the next ferry
Even if the winds decide to tarry
Pink and genuine like a rosy finch’s feather
An armor against the gloom and weather
Woven with the yarn of love and prayer
is the sweater knit by my mother



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