You have been at my side
In my purse
Balanced on my palm
Rested on stairwells
Teetering and tottering on my lap
Shall we journey again together today?
Will I let your yellowed leaves
Add to the loads I already carry?
Or will you stay safely ensconced
Slumbering at my bedside?
You are worth the heavy consideration
The stares earned when I
Pace up and down with you
In those dusty halls
That hear so few of your kind
I ought to keep you secure
By my heart, stowed by my hip
I would too, but for your song
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