At the Pawnshop

I was in the local pawnshop When a lovely watch I spied Just like the one my mother wore When she was my daddy's bride. She lost it in our big house fire. I remember how she cried. Mama reminisced about it Until the very day she died. I knew then that I would buy it, I simply could not turn aside. Daddy never could replace it Though I know how hard he tried. The price was truly outrageous Mom would have been horrified. My prayer is that generations Wear that golden watch with pride.