Running Mates
A Poem by TTBoy
Knights of the Roundtable
were we
Carrying on so gallantly
Riding fast
Never last
Never thinking it
wouldn’t last
Secrets we shared
As if no one cared
Though hoping for
the best
Just to get some rest
No one knew the same
story
One on one
was the glory
Growing up
After throwing up
Aches and then pains
No raincoats
In the rains
Parting without goodbyes
Following rainbows
in the skies
Learning to keep
dry eyes
Amidst all the wondering
Whys
We all knew
each other
Better than our
own brother
Trying to keep all
in tact
Like a lover falling
on his back
The last one standing
was the one
most demanding
Having now to do it
all again
In search of that
Coffee table friend
© 2010 TTBoy
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