Ode to my lost hoodie

Even though I did not have you so long

You were green and soft and had a hood

I never used that hood

But you comforted me when I was low

And your big pockets gave me somewhere

to store the remote

Even though they were too big because

my phone kept falling out

And you had string things that dangled

Even though I had no idea what they did

Something to do with the hood?

Then one day you left me.