
A couple of weeks ago, I unwrapped all of my vintage Christmas ornaments (I'm addicted to all things vintage) and hung them on my freshly cut tree. I have a pretty good mental inventory of them so when my favorite ornament from the previous year was nowhere to be found, this silly poem came to me. I bet you all have a few great holiday ornaments that have sadly "departed" over the years.
Ode to the Ornament
Vintage glass ball of beauty…
Where did you go?
I’m sure I stowed you away last year
Wrapped you up
Tight and snug in colorful tissue paper...
Yet you are nowhere to be found
Think, think, recall…
That’s right…darn…
I forgot about last year...
When I plucked you off of the Balsalm Fir
Clumsily dropped you onto the hardwood...
You shattered into tons of slivers and chunks
Piercing shards of glass everywhere...
I mourned your broken state for a moment
Swept you from the crevices in the floor
Even contemplated how I might glue you back together again…
No…impossible…
I dumped you into the garbage
and watched your pieces disappear into the hilly refuse…
Oh how I will miss you glass ball of beauty
I hope to find another just as vintage and dazzling as you…