That s why we parted...

In the list of things that he could ever need,
My number’s not the last, I should say.
The last one was the constant and warm seat,
‘Cause he never had intention here to stay.

And my number wasn’t also ten,
‘Cause this place was busy with his stuff –
He loved chess, the plants and also cell.
And he spent a lot to have enough.

Nine was set by IBM lap-top –
That was sent directly from USA.
Year later, Lenovo was bought
And in list it took the number eight.

I am not the seven, to my pride.
There were the books he’d ever read.
He adored history and fights
And the fiction, and the greek legends.

So, now goes the number 6,
You can find the nature at this place:
Mountains <- he had a lot of pics,
And the forests, valleys, stars and space.

And his music was the number five –
So, it’s not again the place for me.
But I liked that way of his strange life
And accepted everything he’d need.

Number 4 was busy for his friends.
They had great influence on him.
And he trusted them like NO person else
And believed in their truth. He did.

And the 1st three’s opened with his mum,
And his sister – she was really nice ;
Only they could make him have some fun,
With the others he was cold as ice.

One more place was taken by his car.
In his life it had important cost.
It allowed travelling around…
And was linked with thing he enjoyed most.

So, the thing for ages and for now,
Number one (in, maybe, whole world)
He delighted in, the best that he could find,
Was, of course, ADORABLE JOB!!!

In the list that he did ever need
We can find NO emptiness or space.
You can ask – and what about ME?!
I reply: in list I have NO PLACE …