MATured

I’ve been stored away I’ve not been applied
Just curled up now I’m going for a ride
In a black bag I am inside
I’m on my way I can no longer hide

My friends black, and blue, and there is green
It’s been a long time since I have been seen
I’m here today he brought me along
He rolled me out me thinks he feels strong

Ahh, this is a class with some old friends
Meditation’s the menu no reason for bends
Physical strength it is not required
His first teacher’s teaching, me thinks he’s inspired

Mantra’s, meditation, that is being taught
He’s trying to stay with one single thought
His face I remember how could I forget
He’s happy to see him he’s lucky they met

I’m bruised, I’m used, I’m almost done
Put me in coach, just one more sun
Nostalgic I know me thinks he’d like that
He brought me along his very first mat

Thanks Jeff