M&S Coat

Poem – M&S Coat

Your all I owned
Vibrant and red,
With tiny white flowers 
And tears left unsaid.

Drowning my frame,
Down to my knees,
Your the only part of mother,
I had left to claim.
What was left of her anyway’- shes clinically insane…

Huddled inside you were like my tent

Security, fear
everything else I wear tomorrow
Will be lent.
Next meal,
Future bed,
surroundings so unclear.

Coats are designed to keep you warm,67730227_10220265483655599_6279691393086521344_o
Yet all this 10 year old feels,
Is cold and torn.

Stepping into this new school,
Head hung in shame,
I can tell by all the faces,
I look like an M&S Fashion fool.

If only you all new,
That 48 hours ago,
I was sat at home with my mum,
Just like you!

Now I have no insite into when I’ll next see her,
So I’ll keep my new red tent,
on for a little longer.
For whilst it’s on my skinny back,
I feel a little bit stronger!

Written 1/08/19 by Francesca Shaw- 20 years later. I still wear coats a lot now and often keep them on inside the house for ages before taking them off!

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