For Gina: (It's Not About The Coat) Poem by Kev EmPea

Sometimes, when I look back I do not dwell at where I fell
But stand and treasure the memory of a sweet gift.
One of silk within silk wrapped up in an old fur coat
And the free & generous spirit which adventured it there.

That grudging miser of spirit now marvels at what has grown
From what was owed in exchange for that sweet gift
Of spirit, and of silk within silk, freedom, generosity
And adventure, wrapped up in an old fur coat.