Okay, So She Really Out-did Herself This Time, Big Time!

For those of you who don’t know her, you do know that I’ve made plenty of mention of her here, my friend who is the Poet Mistress Extraordinaire. Need a poem for a funeral, a wedding, a down day, an up day, a fight with your partner, a celebration to end all celebrations and oh, just the ones because it’s a beautiful or not-so-beautiful day outside or inside? She’s the go-to woman for all that and more. But today, the day of The Missing Backpack that then came home, she pulled this one out of her hat – unbelievable, I tell you, unbelievable! How do you do it, Keelty, really, how do you do it?! And now, with this posted, I really am going to bed! With my backpack, I think, all cuddled up together.  Sound weird, yeah well, who cares. Certainly not me!

My backpack

Old and shattered, worn and battered

Covered with nothing but Sharpie signatures and an old Coke stain on the front. And back.

New year at school, everyone gets new and stylish backpacks

Though theirs from last year are shining with perfectness

I sigh at the sad sight of my backpack

But the I smile

Because

My backpack is my backpack and it will never be anyone else’s

I don’t care if it’s dirty and old

It represents me

And the means the world to me,

not some stuck up person with a brand new backpack each year

DIRT REPRESENTS LOVE

Backpack
Created by gingerbreadbeardxoxo
Tuesday, December 29, 2009

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