The suit still fits

The suit still fits
That I once wore
To church and all
And far much more

It looks so nice
It moves so well
It smells real good
It’s old, can’t tell

It hangs on me
So perfectly
The fit, so good
It’s me, it’s me

Color, texture
And each line
Man it makes me
Feel so fine

And all my bumps
And ugly mess
Are covered up
By such finesse

I could wear this
Just once more
Then I remember
What it’s for

It was a special suit
To me
When I was once
A Pharisee

©March 26, 2016

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