It might be handy come some future day
although a likely unmissed absentee.
That's why I never ever throw away.

Now junk that trash observers like to say
and they are deaf to reason when I plea:
It might be handy come some future day.

My own un-understandable array
will surely be a source of needed key.
That's why I never ever throw away.

Deciding which would go and which would stay
would tax my brain unnecessarily.
It might be handy come some future day.

What work may come and who may come to play
could value raise a definite degree.
That's why I never ever throw away.

To all suggested discards I say nay,
for unknown treasure hides in my debris.
It might be handy come some future day.
That's why I never ever throw away.

- Robert H. Stone, 19 August 2009