The river is famous to the fish…

The cat sleeping on the fence is famous to the birds
watching him from the birdhouse…

The tear is famous, briefly, to the cheek.
The idea you carry close to your bosom
is famous to your bosom…

I want to be famous in the way a pulley is famous,
or a buttonhole, not because it did anything spectacular,
but because it never forgot what it could do.

Naomi Shihab Nye, Famous [extracts]