It’s impossibly ugly this sweater
But I wear it each weak,
No matter the weather
It’s been through thick and thin
I’ve had it for the longest time
It was my mothers before mine
And her mother before her
The sweater has been through generations of my family
It’s been knitted and crocheted throughout the years
It’s very near and dear to my heart
People say it’s ugly
And always ask “who made it” i...