Oh wow, that is a bit spooky but also like......... kinda cool :) I have never heard such warning tales before but I guess some cultures are a bit more attuned to different things... I used to pick up shiny bits of stuff when I was a kid :D
The poem is very pretty, and tells your story well. I do think there's something mystical about picking up left-behind objects. And your poetry captures this feeling well <3
Thank you! ^o^ I have to admit it's still very tempting to pick up things lol