Friday, March 21, 2014

Wallet

There you are in my pocket
My blessed wallet.
So much time
We have spent in the climb.

To the places we have gone
And thing we have done.
Money have come and gone
In the night or in the sun.

One thing is for sure
You have more lure.
Your sides show our journey
Sometimes it is uncanny.

Eventually we will have to part
As another comes with me for a start.
You will have outlived your usefulness
Once you have taken on lifelessness.

©2014 Brady L.B.

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