The Magic Vase.

Goldfinch60



The young lad walked into town,

He went to the market,

To buy what he did not know,

He had so little money.

As he looked round he saw a stall,

Almost hidden from the rest,

But there on the stall,

Sitting at the back,

A vase shone out.

He must have it he thought,

He asked if he could buy it,

The elderly man said he could,

But be warned he said,

This is a Magic Vase.

 

As the young man

Walked back to his home

He pondered on what the old man said,

A Magic Vase

How can that be?

He handed the vase to his Mum,

She was delighted,

And put the vase on a table

In the dingy sitting room.

 

Dad came in and saw the vase

And thought that it looked odd,

So bright in this dull room.

So out cam the paints and brushes

And the walls were renewed.

 

The eldest brother then walked in

And found the windows were dirty,

So he cleaned them to a sparkle.

As the second brother looked out

Of the now clean windows,

He saw the garden was unkempt,

So with spade and fork and seeds,

The garden was renewed.

 

The seeds took hold

And flowers bloomed everywhere.

The sister walked into the garden

And saw their beauty,

She picked some flowers

And gave them to her Mum.

Her Mum was delighted

And placed them lovingly

Into the beautiful vase.

 

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 11th, 2023 01:16
  • Comment from author about the poem: It is amazing how one thing can change life.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 6
  • Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek
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  • orchidee

    Good write Gold.

    • Goldfinch60

      Thanks Orchi.

      • orchidee

        Could the vase help stop me singing? lol.

      • L. B. Mek

        'So with spade and fork and seeds,
        The garden was renewed.

        The seeds took hold
        And flowers bloomed everywhere.'
        (accompanied by the colossus music
        your words make me want to dig
        till I find that hidden garden, beneath
        london's grey slabs of bleak despair
        right this minute!)
        Brilliant!
        may we all find that vase
        to shed light
        on those shadowed seeds
        of hope
        or find someone to gift us
        that vase
        of inspirational positivity
        someone
        like you Andy, thank you!

        • Goldfinch60

          Thank you for your kind words Mek.

          Andy



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