Shawn L. Bird

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poem-bangles August 20, 2015

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 2:44 pm
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Three brass bangles

Two copper bangles

Artisan wrought

a mature gift to a teenaged babysitter

who couldn’t quite pull them off,

but they stayed in the jewelry box a fond memory

of adorable little boys, a polished professional couple, and a spotless, earthy home.

Enter small daughter to whom the jewelry box

was full of magic, and bangles were magic rings set for a journey.

Journey they did!

What mystical adventure were the copper bangles on for a decade or two?

Four houses later they re-appear in my jewelry box.

If only they could talk.

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