My pink bottle

my pink bottle

I like it a lot

carry it with myself everywhere 

it holds the water cold or hot 

has a handle to pick it up

her skin shines in the light 

it's a cute bottle 

where did you get it from?

I hear it from some people

there is a dent on the bottle 

from when it fell from the countertop 

her beauty blemished

trying to hide that dent 

while sitting in a café

I asked myself 

why am I trying to hide?

that dent from others 

turning and twisting my bottle 

what am I so afraid of?

people looking and thinking

that I carry a scraped bottle

my pink bottle

I like to carry her everywhere 

proudly with her dents and blemishes

Because it's mine...

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful poem for the pink bottles. I have many items I hold value. Some are very old. I liked the story in the poetry. Thank you Bivita for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Bivita]

Thank you for taking the time to read. Cheers!