All I Had To Lose Poem by Jack Williams

You were my first cup of tea after work
You were the shower, washed the sweat and dirt
You were my well-thumbed naughty magazine
You were the newspaper in the morning
You were my birthday, Christmas, and New Year
Yours was the music that I loved to hear
You were a warming, sleepy blanket
Last night’s clothes still lying ’round it
You were my adventure playground
Familiar as my hometown
You were a holiday by the sea
Pizza, wine, and Sicily
You were the only one I’d choose
And you were all I had to lose.