The vase

I brought this vase
It was a beautiful looking ornament that I kept high and proud on my living room chest
Every morning it caught my eye on my way out the door
It glistened in the sunshine and brought such a pretty sight when it was filled with flowers
It was stunning

Winter had arrived and this vase was looking so dull
I decided to move it to the window sill so it would get some light
It looked different from this position in the living room and before long I started to forget it was there
The spring flew around and the spring clean was in flow
Dusting as I do I managed to knock this vase off the windowsill
It crashed to the floor but only a few pieces fell off
I was devastated
I knew I shouldn't have moved it
We brought glue and we fixed it
A chip was now present but it was moved back to the chest
Out of harms way
New furniture filled the room and the older ornaments started to stand out
They didn't fit the room or the style
This vase was looking damaged and broken and didn't shine anymore
The sun although cold didn't hit the points anymore
It just looked sad
We had guests over and it was knocked again
More chips
More glue
Now its hidden behind other ornaments
I want to throw it away
I can't stand the sight of it sometimes
It looks damaged and sad
It doesn't fit with us anymore
It's going to be boxed away soon
It will probably never leave the loft
I want to keep it
I've worked so hard to keep it
People used to comment on it
Say how stunning it was
It's only a vase I'd say
It always looks better with flowers
But it leaks now
Lost its purpose
Lost its uses
Just an ornament
No real need for it
It gets moved every week
Quick polish and back on the cupboard
Pointless little vase
Oh how you used to brighten up the room
Now I'm struggling to keep you

Life ruined your shine
Took away your beauty
Now you have cracks and chips
What do i do with you now?