Caroline Lazar

My Coat Of Many Colours

Today I wear
my coat of many colours.
I need a mother's love
to enfold me, to keep me warm
through the bad news
I know will come.

I was not there
when she bought it,
my coat of many colours,
in an Arizona desert.

She is not there,
when I wear it,
my coat of many colours,
in a London hospital.

But as I was with her in the desert,
so she is with me now,
as much as she can be,
my good-enough mother,
who gave me
my coat of many colours.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 22, 2012

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