buttons

may hope

   be the button

   to close tight the

   fear-buffeted coats

   of so many;

may justice

   be the button

   pushed by those

   longing to be lifted

      out of oppression;

may grace

   be the button

   taken out of the jar

   on the desk,

   to be shared

   with a stranger;

 

button, button,

who’s got a

   button?

 

© 2018 Thom M. Shuman