What’s the oldest thing you own that you still use daily?
My dad wanted an at a fair,
I was three,
We have been together,
Through thick and thin,
Both where are scars proudly,
We have traveled across this nation together,
Sometimes she was in a seat beside me,
Sometimes in a suitcase,
His name is Shinner,
He is of the chimpanzee family,
I am sixty-six now he is only sixty-three,
Do I still love him do I still use them yes,
He knows me better than anyone else,
He has held my tears,
When he is gone and I am gone I want his ashes to mingle with mine,
He is more trustworthy,
And honorable except for my mother and any other human life ever known until Ruth,
Val Whitewolf 