My Jersey

I have an old grey jersey
It's sleeves are longer than my arms
It has a hole or two
From years and years of wear
I've had this very jersey
For over 13 years
It used to be my husband's
Those many years ago
But on a visit when I had no jersey of my own
I borrowed his and never gave it back

When winter comes
I dig my old friend out
It probably shouldn't be worn in public any more
For it's long and baggy
Bent all out of shape  
Untidy looking to some
To me this warm and comfy jersey
Is like soul food on a cold winters night
It's a hug from an old friend
When I put it on
It doesn't hug me tight
It fits just right

This old grey jersey gives me
Comfort, warmth and safety
It's like a baby's blankie
Or their dummy that they hold so tight
This jersey is my pacifier
On a dark cold night
Out of fashion
Out of date
I don't care
I love this jersey