It may seem strange to write about a battered old saucepan

but this was no ordanary one

It sprung a leak the other day

and sadly without thinking

I threw it away

and mow it's gone.

It had been in our family

long before I was born

it was used everyday

and it broke my heart

to throw it away.

For all the deliscious soups goulash and pasta

that it had contained

and the mouth watering delectable smells

from the kitchen

the shouts from the kitchen from my parents

'Come on set the table dinners made'.

All the warm broths and porriadige scoffed

before school on a cold winters day

And all the laughter tears and conversations

we had around the table

before the saucepan was washed

and put away.

It was much more than a saucepan

because it held a lot of memories

now my parents have both

passed away

and it was one of the last things left to remind me

of how things used to be.

Now, I have to buy a new one

and accept it's demise

it's gone like my family

forever.

Peter  M Dome copyright.2012.