Objects in Time/space
An old man reflects upon his childhood…
Some few favored things have endured his life.
He holds a gaudy Japan vase with care
That he can still see through his boyish sight.
A three-legged iron kettle hangs in display
That once his father used for popping corn,
And his great-grandmother used for farms’ supper.
Its’ value lost in time and in memory.
Vase, pot, some photos, and scraps of paper,
More value perhaps than his dead body-
And certainly easier to remove!
He places them back on the shelf….”later”.
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.