A Watch A Ring

 

 

A watch a ring a guitar pick and one game of bowling

A ring, a cigarette, one pill of codine

A watch lost in time – you forgive me

                I have yet to forgive myself

A ring, on my hand, on a chain

                I try to wear it daily; you remember

A guitar pick of greens and white

                I wrap it around my neck; you can’t see

 

 

A ring, I hope you wear daily

 

 

                I love it wrapped around your neck

A cigarette, the smoke dissipated in the air

                I hope you where happy as it was lit

One pill of codeine

                You called to say a tired ‘I love you’ and went passed

 

 

The game of bowling you paid for

 

 

                You won, two strikes

                I came in second, one strike down

Moments of happiness

                Memories tied to object

                I hope we never forget

 

Author's Note

Cp. 1PM Mon 08/27/07 NM Writing, Composing (Written Blue)