She finds herself drawn to the plate
with the perfect crack down the center
as it sits so pristine in the china cabinet;
The memories surround it with a mix
of sweet sorrow and smiles.
Flashbacks to a better time
filled with laughter and fun.
Reminiscing of a love once present
but no longer in her reach.
It speaks sad with an edge of bitter sweetness
she should rid of it, rid herself of this reminder
but one's life is made up of the little memories
of the things that made one laugh, one smile, one cry.
The memories make the loss worth enduring
despite the longing in her heart.
So in the cabinet it shall remain unharmed.
she will embrace the memories it inspires.
More plates she will add to her collection and
one day she will find that perfectly uncracked plate-
probably when she's not looking.