collectibles

you learn to treasure
lots of little things
when poverty reigns, so,
now i collect needles
needles and old thread
patches for shirts and walls
fleeting smiles and laughter
captured from midnight dreams
music from past nostalgia
and old props in a pose
once worthy of a play
dear little things forgotten
now made new, even haiku, so,

thanks for the cookies
and for the much kneaded dough
it’s all 'twixt the mix