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Buttons














Conversations. Interactions. Remembrances. Of former days. When buttons were easily pushed.


Buttons, buttons, buttons.


Just when that jar full of buttons has settled on the shelf. It falls into my lap. I am startled. .


Reminders.

.

A lifetime ago. Invading the present


Same old buttons. . .Creeping into life. But I'm not the same. Now I recognize those buttons. Back on the shelf you go. Not needed anymore

Buttons

 

Unaware it was still attached

    couldn't feel it

    didn't see it

until it was pushed.

 

A few dings

   some scratches

   even a bit of rust,

       yet uncannily familiar

when it was pushed.

 

Old buttons

    can do that

    reminders of the past

        searching for their garment

waiting to be pushed.

 

But the apparel is new

    old buttons don't fit

    they just won't fasten

        no matter how hard

they're pushed.





 





































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Ann Marie Gallagher
Ann Marie Gallagher
6月20日
5つ星のうち5と評価されています。

Very colorful. Love the analogy! Keep up the good work!

いいね!

tennistipo
5月13日
5つ星のうち5と評価されています。

Buttons--what a metaphor for those blessings we take for granted, whether tangible or intangible. We count on them being there, but once they're gone, we can become unraveled. May we care for our buttons and keep them firmly attached.

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tennistipo
5月15日
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I agree! Please keep sharing your thoughts. They feed and stretch my soul.

いいね!

cardwell704
5月06日
5つ星のうち5と評価されています。

Ahhh- but- those buttons are still connecting our promise for closure and redemption

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carol wawrychuk
5月06日
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You are right. And I never thought about my buttons that way. They fell in my lap because there was more work to be done. I guess that’s why it’s called a journey! Thank you

いいね!
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