Buried, forgotten, then rediscovered…
By chance? A remnant of my past emerged
While cleaning out some garbage. I was sure
I’d thrown it out; after all, I had changed
And it was an embarrassment to me…
So I ditched it. At least I thought I did.
But there it was – still a slight gleam, even
After so many years of cold neglect.
Amazed, I dug it out and studied it.
I couldn’t believe it still shined so much
After so long. But I guess artifacts
Survive because they have worth. I kept it.