before you go

by Turtledove
 
A hollowed out canteen
that used to be full
Is better than an empty one
that's never been filled at all
 
With hollow, there's hope.
 
Empty's got nothing to offer but
the mothballs and cobwebs it
drags to every destination.
 
Do me a favor
Take this rusted canteen.
It's forgotten how to feel