Soft and sliced, I rise in the oven. Add butter, jam, or make a sandwich.

in cold dawn air i guard your skin and hold your warmth close as wind begins to bite hard i travel with you through rain and snow yet rest upon your shoulders like a quiet shield i do not open like doors but wrap instead around your form to keep the chill away i am worn by many yet owned by one and i carry pockets secrets and stories within my seams when days grow warmer i fade from sight yet linger near awaiting colder times to serve again i may be light or heavy plain or grand but always faithful in my quiet duty against the cold sometimes adorned with buttons zippers or hoods i change my face yet keep my purpose true what am i that hugs you tight without a heartbeat and stands between your warmth and winter air

I have a sole, but cannot walk, I have a tongue, but cannot talk. Though often paired, I'm rarely sought, Unless your weary feet are caught.

I was born to chase horizons, Racing storms no man could tame. Kingdoms waited for my cargo, And distant ports all knew my name. The seas released me from their grip. What once outran the wind itself, Now passes lightly by your lip. What once was measured out in miles, Is now measured out in hair. What am I?

Whether it be music, gaming or reading, I can bring the outside in and make it more personal.