This is a follow up to a previous writing prompt regarding writing a poem in which an object represents something about the person, or the poem revolves around the object in question associated with that person. Here is the first stanza of one of mine (newly revised)
One Last Shirt
I search for remnants of him,
some thing he might have left.
At the back of the closet I find
one last shirt this “holy” man left behind.
I hang it on a nail on the wall
and each time I pass by
my fingers find the fibers once clung to in desperation,
for the entire poem in an earlier version look for Reruns by D. Marie Fitzgerald on Amazon