I was born in Massachusetts
Near a river so they say
From there I traveled to Philly
In a box of straw and hay
I came home with the mister
When he was quite young
I kept him to his schedule
Better than town bell rung
Sometimes we had a moment
Where I would get shined
'Til my casing would shimmer
Oh, for those days I pine!
We saw the world together
From rugged forest to coast
I met many an important person
And several kind hosts
One day he left for elsewhere
Leaving me well behind
I knew that he was gone
For a girl had the key to wind
I kept her to her studies
Though she was quite little
On bright sunny days
She would play the fiddle
We moved to a strange house
The girl no longer small
And one day I met a boy
Watching as he too grew tall
Her frail hands gave me
To the young man one day
And I remember traveling
To the mountains so far away
I saw trees and wooly beasts
Roaming great open plains
And birds of prey would circle
While he held a horse's reins
His will would not leave him
Even as his cough grew
And I was given to the innkeeper
Who hastily bid me adieu
I passed through many a hand
Most not all that kind
Until a found a perch
Behind a painted window sign
My polish was gone
My glass a bit cracked
All the new time keepers left
While antique me just sat
I watched them angrily
For what stories could they tell?
They knew nothing of the world
Just of a factory box cell!
But I was old and dull
Though my hands still twitched
Sat in the window I did
Until came a woman bewitched
I found myself entombed
In layers of thick cloth
I will admit I nearly panicked
But I am grateful I did not
She lifted me from my grave
And gave me a refreshing dip
With a polishing for the ages
She even fixed my glass chip
When I saw the golden chain
My gears and springs raced
I wish she could have seen
The wide smile on my face
Here I live in Massachusetts
Near the ocean bright and blue
I travel the world in a pocket
Time keeper through and through
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Cacti & Paper Airplanes
PoetryDeep collection of prickly sweet poems and songs. Topics range from friendship and exploring the life of inanimate objects to murder, greed, and death. Darker tone emerges later in the collection. Cheers!