There was a time, I’ve lost count of the years

When you looked upon me with pride, and I saw joy in your eyes

You fluffed my hair, and straightened my dress

You made sure I stood up straight, no slouching for you!

It felt special being the first, beaming alone amongst the pottery

Watching you down there helps stagnant hours pass

I see you, when you are cross with your children

I glance at you forlornly while you are hard at work

Brushing aside all other duties except for the matter at hand

Not noticing how I smoothed out my petticoat for you

When you and your spouse are arguing

I listen to every word, and I silently judge

You know, sometimes it makes me quiver inside

No one hears my tiny voice call out, hesitantly

Truths caught, way up high in my cotton throat

The cat makes me smile when she peers my way

Though I know she’s only interested in making that loose thread unravel

At least she gives me notice…does she see my wink?

For all I wish is to be seen, once more

Before all I am is broken porcelain, and tattered rags

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