Waiting

Small and cold, it sits in my pocket
Like a time bomb waiting to go off.
A bible of stories,
Waiting to be shared.

Like a time bomb waiting to go off.
Powered up and ready to take the world by storm.
Waiting to be shared,
Crying for attention.

Powered up and ready to take the world by storm.
Stressed and lonely with no one to interact with
Crying for attention.

It wakes, close by my side
Never wanting me to leave it behind
Snuggles, snoozing in my pocket
Waiting for me to spend time with it.