The Vase

For some time I didn't see it Didn't want to believe it The vase stands empty in the hall The lions roaring Eagles soaring Sitting in the corner all alone Looking so majestic I look at it Somewhat sadistic Emptiness spills out into the room Can I bring myself to break it Or should I just sit back and take it Leave it there to remind me everyday Is that a crack I see there growing Sorry if my feelings are showing Crazy glue won't help in any way Where is your umbrella now Doesn't matter But it does somehow Forgive me if I throw the vase downstairs I'll go buy another vase Put it there in this one's place Or maybe I'll just leave the corner bare