My love is a coat on a handy hook; Take it for granted and never look For a button missiong, a rip, a tear; Wear it with certain, prideful air, Defying snow and wintry weather, Defying seasons spun together From joy and laughter, tears and trouble; Wear it lightly as a bubble. Never know the house I dream On yesterday, to mend a seam, Nor guess the length of threat I borrow To patch a pocket, from tomorrow; But take it going in our out Without questioning or doubt, And always shall my loving spin This heart bright cloth to wrap you in.
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