Clothes

                                                                   
We hang here in closet,
Quiet in the dark,
Taken out once a day,
Who will it be today?
Oh the envy we received, admiring glances,
So many on the runway,
Brilliant colors,silky psychedelic,softness,
The warmth we give,we sentinels of the room,
Bringing civilzation to the naked flesh,
Saving lives against the bitter cold,
Sent squeals of delight,
We,the modest and beautiful,
After a long day of saving lives,dignity,modesty,
We retire to closet once again,
Because after all we're just clothes.