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My Secret Vest

You were a burden at 13

An embarrassment

A pointless piece of fabric.

“No.  No I’m not wearing a vest”.  Red faced replies to mean boys on the bus.

Why mum……….why?vest


It’s all changed though. 33 years later

On a cold morning I calculate my layers

I work out if I could fit you in

Will you be seen?

Shall I tuck you in or leave you out.

You will make me happy.  The extra layer.

The lovely soft warmy layer.

My secret Vest.