Jug

One made of Bonn china, somehow, gets a great attraction, In steel and glass and plastic and bronze... lo, how many forms! There's a creative artistic beauty in each faction, Indeed, the craftsmen, in mind and heart, have their unique norms...! I had one made of glass, in sky blue, a few years ago, I had saved it like an antique valuable for long; One day, lo, an absent-minded carelessness I did show, I dropped it and broke; how long had I regretted my wrong...! Jugs I have, now, a few in brass, steel, and Bonn china, I consider them precious and see to their protection; Yet, when I hold any of these a thought like angina, Enters my heart and digs out my old buried dejection...! As Images of God, humans continue the creation, A jug too, like other gifts, can bring inner elation...!!!