He’s Mine

Trevor

Trevor

I am not sure how I got here

I just lost my way

I wandered around back

and then off to play.

I turned to go home

but I didn’t see you

nothing was familiar,

I was lost somewhere new.

I’m sleeping here now

no ball and no bed.

I live in a pen

where I am walked and I’m fed.

I hope you’ll come find me

and bring me back home,

I miss my old man

those kids and my bone.

So I’ll sit and I’ll wait

til they tell me it’s time

til my days have run out

or you tell them ‘he’s mine’.

About startingwritenow

I am a mom, a wife, a sister, daughter and friend. I love a good laugh, a house full of people, a great craft beer (or two), a bold red wine and a book or movie of any kind.-good, bad or otherwise! I believe in learning something everyday, in growing and changing every chance you get. I don't fit in every circle, I don't color inside the lines, but I have learned to love my messy life!
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