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Our china has broken
Like all our days
Little pieces on the floor
Just as the confetti spilled
At celebrations long ago
Too long ago

Our china has split apart
A testament to cracks
Within the foundation
Of a love once glorious
Now faded – all its light
Too long ago

Our china is swept up
Thrown away
So feet may not be cut
In its jagged story on the floor
The care to heal the wounds
Too long ago

Our china was white
So hopeful in this
Dismal failing light
And I will weep in silence
For a dream I held too close
Too long ago

(c) Helen Valentina 2016