Poetry

My Music God

My iPod is the world to me,

It is something that sets me free.

It is small, thin, and sleek,

But this little device has so much power.

It is like my life source,

Without it, I cannot continue living.

It does not have a specific smell,

But I give it one and that is cinnamon.

Cinnamon is my favorite spice,

So what better smell for something so special.

The music that is contained in this little device helps,

It helps a lot during my time of need.

I want to say that it has everything;

But unfortunately it does not.

I feel like it misses the ability to talk.

Although it does speak to me through songs;

Songs that I have chosen to fit my mood.

Maybe I am wrong?

Maybe it does have everything I need.

My iPod is special to me,

It is as perfect as the moon and sun.

I wish it could stay alive for thousands of years;

Keeping me company during hard times.

Not only does it help my mood, it brightens it up.

I do not need the sun to give me my daily dose

Of Happiness especially on those rainy days.

For those reasons my iPod is my music god.