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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 

 

 

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