This blog represents the official view of the voices in my head.





Monday, September 21, 2009

Fine China




















The Fine China



Does one know how the fine china feels?
Locked far way in a high glass cabinet,
On display for whoever pass by to see.
Passerby’s who will smile and say,
“Oh how beautiful and delicate!”
So how does the fine china feel?
Knowing it’s only used by special guest?
Knowing it’s treasured and that’s the reason why it’s always untouched.
Knowing that it is love, the reason why they are cared for.
Knowing it just fear that it might break?




Does anyone know how the fine china feels?
Perhaps a little left out,
The other wares after all get to have all the fun.

1 comment:

NUKTAA said...

WOW--Simply amazed by thot flow.. great writing...Congrats