tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8213879715320306.post8293647441052666601..comments2023-03-15T11:23:33.134-04:00Comments on Linda Robinson: A Christmas StoryLinda Robinsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17953031044908634218noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8213879715320306.post-2143121276645598062010-01-03T20:08:13.515-05:002010-01-03T20:08:13.515-05:00I too am grateful for, as yet, an unnamed lady at ...I too am grateful for, as yet, an unnamed lady at the drycleaners.....she repaired the pockets on my faithful, black winter coat. I am sure that I got way too excited when I put my hands in the new, deep pockets for the first time. No loosing things in the lining! No catching my rings in the shredded threads!<br>A place to keep warm gloves and keys, and a button that says "I am loved". How old could that coat be...no matter, it shines inside the pockets, now, and puts a smile on my face when I ware it. Nic people at drycleaners, huh, Linda!<br>Gericurly poet girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01392238411727022480noreply@blogger.com