Ode to My Broken Kindle
My constant companion to New Orleans, Jackson, Virginia, McComb, Florida, and similar multi-state tours.
You with your blue leather case, and
Sassy cover with reading fishies.
Good company in the days after I lost my own personal Daddy,
When you read to me from comfortable old favorites.
To ease my sadness.
Luxuriated with me over three summers,
Safely ensconced in your two interlocking and
Perpendicularly arranged Double Zip Zip Lock bags
As we floated in the 10 foot inflatable pool.
That one time when I left you on a plane,
And the kind flight attendant chased me down the terminal,
Determined to reunite us.
You survived x-rays, repressurizations, sandy trips to the beach,
Tossed into bags here and there, and
From Hell to Breakfast, and
Curious Wet Schnauzer Beards.
Alas, this morning you succumbed
To a tragic and accidental fall in the shower.
The encasing Zip Lock bag
To protect your delicate screen.