Button On the Hill
found my lost button
on the hill,
it was just sitting
there so quite and still.
Picked it up,
and went on home,
as I walked in the door,
there was a ring on the telephone.
Too late to answer it,
took my button and sewed it on,
am so happy now, took my coat
over to show my friend Leon.
Copyright © James Foulk | Year Posted 2008
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