My daughter 
(grown, not yet flown) 
asks me why I need so many 
and I try to explain that I am 
still carrying my childhood 
phone number, six jingles 
from the 80s, 
a tiny sprinkle of Tahoe sand
and a look she gave me
when she was 15.

And also:
I am still holding 
out the hope that someday I’ll 
come across a heart-shaped stone, 
and a family of smallish dragons.

In November, we poem.

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3 Responses to Pockets

  1. Misky says:

    What splendid things to put in one’s pockets. I, also, never buy clothing without pockets.

  2. qbit says:

    “and a look she gave me / when she was 15.” – Awesome.

  3. Shawna says:

    “I am
    still carrying my childhood
    phone number, six jingles
    from the 80s” … I love that!!!

    And the look she gave you when she was 15. ♡

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