The Gift of Fine China
The Gift of Fine China
Kept in the lighted curio
there for display,
only taken out
when the most important
of company came over.
Green limoges with
fiery, golden dragons,
a wedding gift
given from you to me,
who knew I would
love to entertain in style.
And we had many an affair
in our warm home
together with friends,
family, special holidays,
religious occasions, and
those rare event of
such great importance,
but when you suddenly
passed from here
to the afterlife
I couldn’t forgive you;
how could you leave me,
leave me alone
to entertain life
without you?
The day I buried you
I came into our house,
that was once our home,
and in a rage smashed
everyone of those
precious, fragile gifts
you gave me on
that day we wed,
except one…
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