Are smoothed and sniffed and carefully they’re put

With the denim skirt I loved when I was slim,

The keep-fit mat that failed to keep me trim and

Books on making candles, purchased on a whim

A Batman peddle-car; sans chain; with beep,

Is gone, sentiment lies huddled in a heap

With discarded disappointments – going cheap.

Lesley James (The Inn Scribers)