An empty snail shell

My Gran’s budgie’s bell,

A lolly that’s had a few licks,

A fossil I found,

Deep underground

And a long list of party tricks.

A butterfly’s wing,

A strange sticky thing,

(which was once a sweet, I suppose),

A sachet of sauce,

(Opened of course),

And the squirter from the end of the hose.

A piece of old wire,

A bit of a tyre,

My big sister’s (lost) gold locket,

And a postcard for ME

From Burnham-on-Sea

Are the things that I keep …

In my pocket.