I’ve had a red tag that’s lived in my bag
It’s red as rose, on my pencil case.

For over 3 years
It’s been stuck in one place.

It’s small and red and says ‘stem star’
And I can tell it’s been quite far.

It’s been to camp,
and crossed the border.

It’s been with me,
as I’m a hoarder.

Now the tag is in the shed,
and finally gets to go bed.

It brings back memories of camp and sport, and how I fell on a tennis court.
Stuck in time like a broken clock.

My little red tag,
is in a plastic bag.

Stuck for time and the rest of it’s like
Hidden away near a plastic knife.

My little red tag is special to me.