Back through the years I go wonderin’ once again, back to the seasons of my youth. I recall a box of rags that someone gave us and how my momma put the rags to use. There were rags of many colors, every piece was small. And I didn’t have a coat and it was way down in the fall. Momma sewed the rags together, sewin’ every piece with love. She made my coat of many colors that I was so proud of

As she sewed, she told a story from the Bible, she had read. About a coat of many colors Jseph wore and then she said; “Perhaps this coat will bring you good luck and happiness”. And I just couldn’t wait to wear it. And momma blessed it with a kiss