If there's anything lowlier, more common and ordinary than a button,
I don't know what it is.
Each one is a little fragment of plastic, bone, glass, metal, shell or wood
that holds our clothes together.
I've discarded refrigerators and computers, TVs and even a car once.
But I've never thrown away a button.
If I find one I plunk it into the button box where it nestles with
buttons saved by my mother, aunts and grandmothers.
(Image is posterized.)