buttons...

silent thunder
lights the sky
“reinvent yourself”
no blue on the eyes
polish the toes
buffer the knows
and tuck the tales
" as the silver goes…"
this way, she said

and I watched
as the teacher lead
" set pace a tongue "
plates left the bread
be many not one
and learn to read
" the tells …"
of a button

" change them "
and then she went on…
.
.
.
shaking hands
I understand
smiles of cheer
in just a year
" and don’t forget "
yes, color my hair
and then begot
of write to hear
.
.
it was in her stare
means cleared
to compare
" know the numbers "
and then I smiled
so right…
of write here.

.
a bit of class
wales Johnson
.
and then it hailed

.
Hogwarts finest.