the woman wore fur
green like cedar and
long like soft pine and spruce
it would blend with the season
where summer spawns layers
beneath the canopy
I watched her make
the splendid garment, and she
made sure of every stitch, tied with green
into deeper green, and the drape was exact
on limbs, as these evergreen covers
move from living limbs to limbs she would
forever keep among the living.
When done, she undrapes and
the fur coat falls at her feet; smiling,
she retrieves it and hands it away
A gift to a man, heading back to the front
for a hero of Donetsk, she wears and then un-bears
her favorite lush fir; it may save him
as he tries to save his country.
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I watched a woman make a camouflage suit for her husband; a soldier' in the Ukraine army. He will wear this to cover himself, and he will wear this fir coat as he fights for his nation's future. Amidst the swarm of charges and counter charges- as Russia tries to cover-up its naked military aggression- the propaganda of its corrupt politics of greed and vengeance fills the news media. In the invasion, many thousands of innocent people suffer. Many brave young men and women in Ukraine risk all. So meaningful then, the fir coat.
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