Companion
A poem about my bag, actually, my teacher told me to right something about my bag and this is it.
They say: bag’s a nuisance
I say it’s not.
They sat it’s only a thing,
I say it’s more.
When I’m smiling and happy,
It was there beside me.
When my eyes are leaking,
It was there to catch the tears.
It was a shoulder to cry on,
A keeper of secrets.
It lightens my burden,
It’s a lifetime companion.
I say it’s not.
They sat it’s only a thing,
I say it’s more.
When I’m smiling and happy,
It was there beside me.
When my eyes are leaking,
It was there to catch the tears.
It was a shoulder to cry on,
A keeper of secrets.
It lightens my burden,
It’s a lifetime companion.
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