I’m a Classic


I’m a Classic.

There’s no masking it.

I’ve made mistakes,

sat in idle,

and threw a fit.


Every morning, noon, or night,

I fed our ferocious appetite.

The need to speak;

were words unsaid.

Imagination knew no height.


I’m a Classic.

Lost in time—long passed it.

I miss you every day,

Mornings, Noons, and Nights.

Forever a memory, a dusty relic.

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