My Favorite Shirt

It is a red plaid flannel shirt. I received it as gift about 7 years ago. I'm the kinda guy who grabs the shirt that's in the front of the closet. The things behind I just don't get to. My favorites always end up in the front.
After a while the cuffs and the collar started becoming thread bare. The white stuff that holds the shape started showing through. I still wear it. Just not as often. Another shirt has moved to the front of the closet.
I know that one day it will become a rag. There is always a sense of loss when that happens. It won't ever be worn again.