Tattered Ole rag


It's one of those days
I'd like to forget
When memories surround me
And I'm filled with regret
It starts with a song
Then the meaning hits home
It says you should be here
Not this marble headstone
I don't visit your grave
I feel no comfort there
I sense you the most
In the locket I wear
In the back of my closet
It catches my eye
I turn away quickly
And try not to cry
Every year at this time
Emotions run deep
I still picture you Sundays
Representing your team
My favorite memory of you
Is in yellow and black
Wearing that tattered Ole rag
With the logo on back
The colors are all faded
Cigarette burn and stain
It's old and it's dated
But it's value remains
Thats all I have left
And I cherish it most
I'll always remember you
In that Ole steelers coat

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I wrote this poem about my father who passed a few years back. He was my everything my best friend and so much more I write about him often and just remember this time of year and him in his coat.