FLOWER VASE
That vase,
Beaming at me from the mantelpiece,
Belonged to my mother.
Once I filled it so full of flowers,
Water leaked all over the table,
But the flowers looked beautiful,
Reflected in the sunlight.
© 2020 Gwen Grant
FLOWER VASE
That vase,
Beaming at me from the mantelpiece,
Belonged to my mother.
Once I filled it so full of flowers,
Water leaked all over the table,
But the flowers looked beautiful,
Reflected in the sunlight.
© 2020 Gwen Grant
Poems by Gwen Grant 