A copper kettle sits upon the stove
Dented, scorched and scratched
Kept clean and free of tarnish
Seeming out of place, unimportant
It holds the echoes of yesterday
Hushed conversations of lovers
Whispers of worry and fear
Sweet laughter of children
The scorched base reminders
Of lives lived and loves lost
Every scratch a heartbeat
Each dent a teardrop
The copper kettle sits upon the stove
Holding forgotten dreams and
Conversations lost to time
Safely keeping the heartbeats of yesterday
Dented, scorched and scratched
Kept clean and free of tarnish
Seeming out of place, unimportant
It holds the echoes of yesterday
Hushed conversations of lovers
Whispers of worry and fear
Sweet laughter of children
The scorched base reminders
Of lives lived and loves lost
Every scratch a heartbeat
Each dent a teardrop
The copper kettle sits upon the stove
Holding forgotten dreams and
Conversations lost to time
Safely keeping the heartbeats of yesterday
by L.L. Shannon ©2008
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