T. P. Martin

(Smiths Grove, KY, USA)


Poem by T. P. Martin

I'd like to put you in my pocket, so you would be there for me,
When things got rough and out of hand, I know your help, would always set me free.
I remember when we were little, you, I liked to be around,
When things were good or bad, you picked me up, you never put me down.
If I had you in my pocket, we would catch up on the fun,
We could sit around and talk about, all the things we've done.
But I guess I'll have to be, content while we're apart,
Knowing that you've always been, right here, I keep you in my heart.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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