Thimble collection. Photo by Angela Lansbury. Copyright.
Collecting is an infection
A collection's a connection
A connection's a correction
A correction's resurrection
I used to collect postage stamps
I stored them in treasured albums
They made small me feel very tall
Scraps of paper the size of thumbs
I then collected small thimbles
Stored in a case hung on the wall
Though I've moved on they haven't gone
I make sure that they never fall
Collecting clothes, hats and ear-rings
Collecting scarves and belts and gloves
Colleccting jewels, pretty things
In all coours, that's what I love
Collecting brochures, leaflets, maps
Though many places went away
They might open again one day
Their cards come in useful one day
And now my friends have passed away
I collect obituaries
Write notes and dates on grey headstones
Collect dead in the cemeteries.
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