A Broken Vase

For many years
I sat on the shelf,
Sometimes full and pretty
If I say it myself.
My colors are yellow and blue
I like my colors, do you?
Once I was full
Of daisies so white,
And many times roses
Gave me delight.
Autumn mums
Of various hues
Looked very special
In me, it’s true.
But alas, I no longer
Sit on the shelf.
It makes me so sad,
But it’s true.
That cat knocked me over
And I’m very broken.
Now you’ve heard my story,
So beware, other vases,
If there’s a cat
In your house,
Just hope he’ll be content
With chasing a mouse.
–June Garman