Zipper, Snap, Collar, Patch---Tom Galbraith
Endurance sewn into her stalwart sleeves
This skin of reason, this tether
Left upon beds, in strange cars
Returning to beat back weather
Like a reed in a storm that topples trees
Bent not broken, soft yet spoken,
Above the gusts of unblinking eyes,
She remains
Still
Standing
Since 1985
They, the world, peers, their ilk, misguided, fixed on prize
Should bow down, kowtow and curtsy
To her fabric, character, weight
To this steadfast testifier warmth shall gravitate
Some call it need, some say folly to this purchase that I cling
Some say it’s not the song, rather the lyrics the singer sings
Either way is fine by me, I never wish to bicker,
With my love, my life, my confidant
Our blood could not be thicker.
