Bryn Strudwick Poet Rhyme

I ALMOST TOSSED IT OUT

I always hated that wretched vase,
Ugly and past it’s best.
A bit like me if I’m honest.
(That was my wife’s favourite jest)

But she loved us both, especially the vase,
Which her grandfather left when he died.
And she was always his favourite,
So the thing was displayed with pride.

But when she passed, though feeling disloyal,
I hid it out of sight.
I didn’t have a use for it
But I thought the Red Cross might.

Then, watching an antiques programme,
You’ll never guess what I saw.
They had a vase just like my wife’s,
Worth ten thousand or more.

Did I tell you how I love that vase;
How I proudly display the thing?
And the first thing I tell my visitors is
“This beautiful vase is a Ming.”

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