You’re the first thing I hear in the morning. As you wake me to get out of bed I wear you on my wrist. You are silver, black and red. I look at your face to tell time I press your buttons to measure the time You hold onto my wrist to stay alive. Your straps are in a symmetrical line. You supply me with the time. While I supply you with a home I see you every day I say goodbye to you every night. You come where ever I go. You know who I know. You’re my silent friend. But I still don’t know your name. That doesn’t stop us. From adventuring the world. Together as one I hope you enjoy being held part of my life.