Pockets are great places for
used bubble gum
three key rings
loose change
and me…
Pockets hold memories of
folded poems
lost phone numbers
old business cards
and me…
Wonderful things are stored in pockets
colored kite string
used toothpicks
crushed movie tickets
and me…
Fantasies are hidden in pockets
along with tiny seashells
speckled rocks
half eaten chocolate bars
and me…
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And me …
I love it!
That’s fantastic. “And me.” Brilliant, Sara.
I would carry you around in my pocket in a heartbeat! This made me think of this newspaper clipping I carried around for years as a teenager. It was a photo of this 108 year old woman in a leotard doing yoga. She looked like a wrinkled pretzel and was completely inspiring. Apparently she still is.
Thank you for the reminder!
And there is nothing better than chocolate and you! Wonderful and happy!
pockets sometimes the only privte place left to us
Magnificent poem, Sara
Thank you for share it.
The words are touching my heart and let me a beautiful view in my mind
Take care!
When I was young, I apparently collected what we called pill bugs, the little criters that rolled up into a ball when threatened. My mother had to be careful to check for pill bugs before she watched my clothes.