Memories (to boo)

Like hand me

Downs that are

Thread bare and

Worn it’s clear

To me that

You’ve outgrown me

Now like a

Pair of skates

Or your dog

I wait patiently

In the mud

Room for that

One simple chance

That we might

Play and bark

And ooo and

Ahh again to

At last feel

The wind and

Smell the breezes

But alas we

Won’t you won’t

And neither will

I because something

Prettier newer less

Clunky has caught

Your eye but

Don’t forget where

You put me

There in your

Oh so very

Young cherished memories