as big as my hand
strung on a strap.
I once had a coat of denim
that matched.
Brass snapping buttons,
red flannel neck.
I hated that coat
how it puffed,
like my hair
how it made me so big --
but my mom made me wear
it.
Denim purse with a brass zipper
closes and opens
to hid my small treasure,
a wallet with slots
where the swipee cards fit
and each fabric pocket
has a card in it.
Five colored cards
all plastic and sleek
"Leola Family Pool - 2003"
Denim purse with a small red bow
that matched the big puffy coat
that I hated
that hid the treasured wallet
that I loved
that held cards that bought
doll clothes and food
from fake stores.
And still I treasure these things
I only wish
that my plastic cards
could buy me more memories
like these.
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