Return to Archive Poem by: Lindsay My Winter Coat,My Winter Coat BR> My Winter Coat,My Winter Coat It provides warmth It provides security A sense of security When no one else seems to care When I'm left alone in the world My coat is still there Still embracing me with that same warm hug When everyone else seems to scoff at me My coat is still there Holding on There for me to bury my sorrow In it's warm snugness And so it's there I retreat to When there's no one else around Because I know that my coat doesn't care What I look like or What I say What I think or How I smell What I wear or How I talk What my name is or Who I am Because it doesn't know any better If it had a mind I'm sure it would have been taught to hate by now Because that's the only way we learn to hate We have to be taught So you see Sometimes we need coats Things without minds Because mindless things can't hate But they also can't love Because you need a mind to love as well as hate So sometimes I leave the Constant, unchanging, security of my coat In search of real love Not the fake love shown by The flash of an insincere smile The true love that you can Grasp and hold and live off of And when I find that love I will be able to shed the Binding threads of my winter coat But until then I will continue to return To the security of my winter coat It's there I find my warmth It's there I find my synthetic love