I Found My Lucky Bag Poem by maria goodison

I found that one lost bag that everything get flung in to that one bag that you hold a world of its own.
That one bag holds sweets for the kids that cry, and the tissue paper that every runny nose needs.
Your bus pass and that sock that always get lost in the washing machine but some how there it is.
The bag that no matter what you'll find your favourite lipstick that you thought your best friend had.
The deep you go in to this lost bag and quickly you remember why you lost as you pull out a sticky toffee chew that had clearly been forgotten.
But oh just in the corner there something that feels like you know it so you push your hand in and rumble around as your fingers clip that most important thing you had thought that you had lost.
A old little stained picture of when you mum was young and still at school, oh how this joys you so your cheeks softly grow red and you hold that one picture to your chest, tears slowly weep from your eyes.
You turn it over to read (No matter what I still love)