A cranky napkin

 

 

 

a cranky napkin

 

I was a wedding gift

and ever since

I was always yours

beautifully

salmon colored

your table’s pride

wasn’t I there

to dry your cheeks

when he left you

sharing your tears

and your lipstick

left its marks

on my surface

I always went

along with

your needs

never asked for

anything didn’t I

but now I am old

why can’t I be

what I once was

the special gift

of a good friend

who long

forgotten

just like me

a friendship

which didn’t

age so well

and true let me

tell you now

as I sit

on your garbage can

waiting for pick up

your days too

are getting shorter

see ya over there.

helmut s. 97/98

…and have a most beautiful day, every day!