My Treasure
In the desert all alone
I see not one soul
Walking through the sand
This might drive me mad.
But At least I have my kindle
For without it my life will dwindle
It is my life and soul
without it my heart is not whole
It holds my secrets, desires and wishes
It hold the key to my personal Olympus
It is my most important treasure of all
I could think of nothing better
If I were to die
My kindle would be by my side
I would never let it go
For then my true colors would show
But my kindle is not evil
But when people try to take it I get uncivil
This poem is about:
Me
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