this old suitcase been stuffed with a lot of traveling clothes carried on the road packed heavy loads only heaven knows how it feels inside when opened wide sat upon to shut tight to press upon bundles folds and rolls everyday outfits and outer under wears taped in places to hide the tears sitting over there behind the chair road dog ride or die close companion used and tossed to the side mishandled bags don't complain they just patiently wait to be claimed
The Immortal Wize
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mlowe5 says: Oh yes! My "Buddy Bag" is just waiting for the middle of July!poems by this commentor
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