Tearbowl-Eyes
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dashed to pieces
on day of celebration.
shards of antiques
dishandled, cracked
and abused. pieces
of mother-daughter bond.
I can’t cry; tearbowl-eyes.
always collecting myself.
mom would say,
“Stop that, Kimmy…”
the glass shelf fell
couple days before
though Dad heard the crash
he didn’t glance at the curio
tea party event before the cock crows.
a royal wedding; mom with her daughters,
swag and fascinators, blossoming teacups
and saucers - great-grandma’s china
heart broken
in so many pieces
mom wanted me to have this collection
what would cause this eruption…
9/13/2021
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2021
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