She was dressed in a relationship <br />that didn't suit her style <br />pressed in a circumstance <br />that didn't fit her eyes <br />sometimes she wore army jackets, <br />in a feeble ploy to diguise <br />but she knew far more than anyone, <br />finding truth inside her lies <br /> <br />backed into corners of mourners, <br />sojourns, lasting far too long <br />beside souls that don't know <br />she fell apart in the heat, <br />pining for the coldness of her homeland, <br />where the warmest of hands awaited <br /> <br />she was dressed in a relationship, that didnt suit her style <br />those were blessed, who saw the real truth in her eyes<br /><br />eddie frelford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/penguins-in-overcoats-title-attributed-to-jenny-perkins/
