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Boston Warehouse Trading Co.- Cat Potholder 1992
Forever Memories
Time-worn and hanging there, for many years,
next to the newer, thicker, standard ones-
it stares at me and stirs fond memories
of how much joy it brought to her back then.
With large green eyes, that look a little sad,
as if to say it misses her and all
the hugs and kisses it received- although
was not used much as its intended role.
Oh, sweetest, kitty potholder, how you
amused my little granddaughter those days.
You were the first thing she would want to find
when visiting- and straight to you, she'd run.
Your kitten shape, with whiskers, pointed ears,
and cozy opening to place her hand,
engaged her little mind, as she'd pretend
you were her pet to take care of and love.
Now, more than twenty years, it still hangs there-
no way that I can move it from its spot.
Such memories of when she was a tot,
who held you, kitty- close against her heart.
April 23, 2020
Contest: Potholders
Sponsor: Craig Cornish
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