Poem is below
I’m a collector. I like to collect good quality bargains that I didn’t know I needed until I saw them at a knock down price in the charity shop or TK Maxx. Many beautiful things hang around my home – in cupboards, stuffed in wardrobes and hidden in spare rooms. Why don’t I use them? Well, I suppose it’s because most are so pretty or frivolous that I couldn’t possibly use them on a normal day. Pretty dresses for the school run? Good china on Tuesday in October? Unheard of! The thing is, I don’t have many occasions to wear my pretty dresses and the good china gets pulled out every other year. Why do I keep things good? I could be gone in a blink, actually the last 20 years have gone in a blink already!
I’m going to make changes. I’m going to pull out the nice table covers and those fancy little twisty pastry forks and those crystal glasses we got on our wedding day (14 years ago) and use them. Then I’m going to look out those nice dresses, pair them up with cardi’s/boots and tights and wear them too. Thing are going to change around here!
Ok if I’m honest, half of those dresses were bought 2 sizes too small for a bargain with the hopes of me one day fitting in to them 😉
Money sitting in the bank
waiting on the rain;
but it’s lashed a million times
and still it sits in vain.
Unworn dress is hanging there
ready for a dance;
but a wallflower it remains –
it seems it missed its chance.
600 thread count bedsheets
sit unopened in the chest.
Special friends have come and gone
but still they’re kept for best.
Spare room has bespoke fittings;
a room to keep on show.
But no-ones ever slept there –
only now it’s such a blow.
Ailing Ann window watches;
she always sits alone.
No one ever visits
and it’s cutting to the bone.
Her bank account’s gained interest
and the balance’s pretty healthy
and the wardrobes packed with vintage
that would impress the very wealthy
and sheets – the best of British
and spare room cost her plenty
and Ann is awfully lonely
and friends, they’ve lost interest
and she’s feeling so much older
and people got much colder
and she wishes she had just:
spent all the money
frolicked in the best dress
had more friends over
slept in the fancy room
on the best of British sheets
But it’s too late now.
In resonse to the daily word prompt waiting