My life is like a patchwork jacket
made of mismatched fabrics,
fastened with found buttons.
It lacks style, but it is warm, it is mine,
and it is full of color and contrast.
May I tell you my favorite part?
There is one that zips,
two have button flaps,
one is tied with a green velvet ribbon,
and each of them holds a treasure;
a small sparkling stone, a blue marble,
the feather from a Mockingbird,
a note from a friend.
And there is this:
pinned to the lining
is a tiny, silver bell
which rings as I walk.