I Gave You My First
I gave you my first
And you took my last.
You put my in your wallet
With the rest of your useless,
Forgotten credit cards.
You store me in the back
Of your closet with that
Old book you never bothered to read.
The season has set on my patience.
I tire of this snowy breath.
I will take the first step
To look for a warm and welcoming home
And a final place to rest my head.
~Evan James~
Photo Credit: Myriams-Fotos