Just now I broke a teapot.
My mind was in a spell:
The shards look back forlornly,
the cracking sound was its knell.
It was a treasured heirloom
passed down from age to age,
touched by hands from times of old
but now I’ve turned its page.
It had served my family well
etched by tea and good times spent.
For now I’ll just be grateful
that this old *** came and went.
Oct 23, 2024
Oct 23, 2024 at 4:33 PM UTC
Just now I broke a teapot.
My mind was in a spell:
The shards look back forlornly,
the cracking sound was its knell.
It was a treasured heirloom
passed down from age to age,
touched by hands from times of old
but now I’ve turned its page.
It had served my family well
etched by tea and good times spent.
For now I’ll just be grateful
that this old *** came and went.