dad's darned jumper

I wear a lot of my Dad's clothes now.

wearing his jumper reminds me of him;

what he used to do when he was alive;

the cautious way he moved his arms;

I move my arms in the same way.

yellowed and frayed from countless mountain journeys. sweat and rain and sheep. through storms and in the sun.

I just discovered a hole while examining it,

so I'll have to sew it up.


- Ruaridh Phillips