Victor Buhagiar Poet Free verse

The Love Vase Broken

Was my son vindictive?  My wife just stared at the sight!
There on the floor was the old ugly vase 
My aunt Melinda gave us on our wedding day.
And my wife know how much love my son had for it.
 
Even though he may have broken it, I cannot help but forgive
For he has a special place in my heart,
Still, I feel the pain he caused to my wife, 
And all because we had such a small tiff.

Wish I could see him now; I'll give him a piece of my mind,
But then I'll say I love you, and hold him in my arms.
Grudgingly would he mend the ugly vase?
 
There, he's back; it did not take him long.  Guess what he said?
"Darling, that pesky cat has broken our vase."
A smile shone on his impish face.
Promptly, he handed me a new vase 
A copy of one of my aunt Melinda's saved the day.

NB Fiction

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Valsa George May 24, 2025 at 2:05 AM Such small lies can be ignored as your son compensated for the broken vase with a new one. He was so thoughtful. The breaking of the vase was accidental, not done on purpose. In such cases, children need to be forgiven. You have delivered the story in such a way that it sounds so real.

CayCay Godwin May 23, 2025 at 10:38 AM NB? "Nothing but" fiction? Certain acts have made me wonder if some intolerable traits existed in my son, such as lying. Glad I never accused him, as I almost did once, because it became, and still becomes, apparent he did / does not. You creatively summed up a dialogue I'm sure most parents conduct in their head at one time or another. Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Bj Legros Kelley May 23, 2025 at 12:10 AM A repentant heart can help mend a relational bump in the road! Darling the cat was the darling scapegoat ;)

Sotto Poet May 22, 2025 at 12:44 PM What a wonderful way for a token of affection to remain in their hearts forever. What a beautiful tale, Victor.  The pleasant conclusion makes one happy. Excellent poem

Paula Goldsmith May 22, 2025 at 10:37 AM What a wonderful write/story you have here. Great Ending... Have a lovely day writing away..........

Darlene De Beaulieu May 22, 2025 at 10:22 AM Hello victor, Oh, how nice. I wonder how he got the vase, that was a copy of Aunt Melinda's Enjoy your day my friend. /Darlene/

Mike Gentile May 22, 2025 at 4:28 AM I can just see the broken pieces victor, like the broken like the broken pieces of a heart! I am so glad for the happy ending! Good one!!

Sara Kendrick May 22, 2025 at 4:14 AM Whoa!! Would an argument turned into an actual throwing a vase fight end as well? I wonder. Creative work. Thanks for sharing. soupmail soon. Sara K

Evelyn Judy Buehler May 22, 2025 at 3:57 AM All's well that ends well! It's so nice that the gift given in love will live on in their hearts. A nice story, Victor. :)

Anne-Lise Andresen May 22, 2025 at 1:27 AM - Blame the cat :))) - ... and still "lives" the ugly vase :))) - Great poem, Victor :) - Have a lovely day :) - hugs

Joseph P. DiMino May 22, 2025 at 12:46 AM Delightful, very human story, Victor; our actions are not always perfect...but, at times, our hearts can dearly compensate. Lovely reminder my friend. Thank you.