I really liked this poem, so I took one more swing at it today and like it ever better! What do you think?

I take keepsakes
Retouch and arrange tarnished
Precious memorabilia
A little silver bell
Turned brown well before I learned
A sterling finish doesn’t stay if it sits
Unused
A Goodacre Dollar
‘Presentation’ piece
Sakakawea and Jean Baptiste
Reverse, obverse dated
Wash-worn faces faded like varnished brass
Engraved in gold
A fleuron shining on
A broach
Saved for teatime all June’s life
A thimble which fits my pinky finger
Collected tokens tucked in the sky
Blue-velvet drawstring bag
Now steeping in the bright
Black-spotted kettle
I’ll never use to pour or brew
On account of how the metal smells
Still of Marlboro Reds
Even filled to the brim with white
Sage potpourri ~

@bykaileyann