Burdens Of Life (Three Minute Poems)

Coat

The weather has told me to change my appearance

To change the way I feel

But if with the season I soon feel different

How will i know what’s real?

When the winter comes and the trees shed their skin

I soon have to add mine

A coat of mink or fur or wool in order to look sublime

As I walk pass those trees who are cold and grey

I see them cry with envy

They too wish they could feel the same way

As they once did before for centuries

I see I cannot share my warmth with them

So what do I do?

I walk past with my head held low

The same thing you do too