Poem about a Necessary Accessory

Invaluable Companion


Dear companion, with me always

Up streets, alleys, hallways.

Handsome, stylish and so much flair

You on my arm, we’re quite the pair.


Careful, wary, your not stolen

From my arms, when we’re strollin’

Oft I thought to leave you behind

It’d leave me at a loss I’d find

Your so full, to fill my needs

Carrying my pens, pads and reads

You and me, better or worse

I love you dearly, my sweet purse.

–                        – June Nash

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