How to season my rice
From my mother how to sew
A button back on
Which I never found the time
To actually practice
The unsewn buttons of a life-time
I’ve saved in a jar
From shirts I’ve thrown away
Pants I no longer fit in
Overcoats I no longer need
But the beautiful buttons
That held it all together
Have a life of their own
I think as I eat my rice
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