Ode to My Cane

For some reason a number of odes had been showing up in my life, so I decided to memorialize my cane that has traveled far and wide with me.

Ode to My Cane

Trusty is her name
       keeping me safe from all harm.

She prevents me from
       falling flat on my face.

She has traveled across the globe
       putting her footprint
       on strange and foreign soil.

She has kept me upright
       during fierce seas
       and cobbled streets.

She endures all manner of weather
       snow, sleet, heat, rain, and ice.

She bears the signs of age
       her blackness nicked and scratched.

She wore out one padded handle
       so wears a handle transplant.

She endures being hung
       from tables and chairs
       while maintaining her dignity.

She is common in appearance
       a soul friend who resembles me.
     
She bears no envy of other canes
       with fancy painted designs or elegance

She is dependable and ever curious
       as to where we might go next.

And if I should ever be in danger
       I could use her to wield a mighty whack!