i found you one day
when i was only 15.
funny thing is,
you were only 15 too.

you were cut kinda funny,
so off they shipped you.
your color wasn't quite right either.

i tried you on for size
and you were perfect.

robin's egg blue.

since then we've done a lot,
and seen a lot too.

we've been coast to coast
and overseas.

spent summers at the ballpark.
handing out dip'n dots
and watching pop flies.

moshed, danced, drank, smoked, ran, biked, swam
together in fredonia.

climbed over mountains, deserts and everything in between.

one night we were in a three legged race
and that's when you got your first hole.
the lace pulled right through you.

since then you've gotten a few more
and your souls have worn thin.

i think of them as battle scars,
memories.

you tell my story better than i ever could.