Flapping In the Wind
Flapping in the wind
bouncing to and fro
hanging on by a thread
knowing shortly I'll let go
I remember when . . .
that day you brought me home
I was so fresh and new
bright and bold
bounded tight
you'd cinch me up
I'd keep you warm at night
As time went on
I no longer cleaned up well
but still I was your favorite
bringing to you warmness
comfort when you need it
and the scent of your loving home
I know I will never be
the one you fell in love with
and many others will take my place
I will never get the picture out of my head
when you would put me on
that glow upon your face
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2015
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