Featuring Healing Verse Germantown community poetry.
In Praise of All the China Cabinets in Germantown Homes
Dried flowers, Shot glasses
Plates and cups that ain’t for the masses.
Cake toppers, model cars
Small trinkets from near and far.
Shiny silverware, porcelain dolls with long hair
Anything that resides in there, you better handle with care!
Handle with care? Don’t make the fuss,
There ain’t nothing in there that we can touch!
Children don’t walk too hard around this place,
‘Cuz everything in there cannot be replaced.
Good company around? Guests from out of town?
Put up the plastic stuff and bring the china down!
What you say? Sista’ won an award?
Put it in the china cabinet next to Bruh Bruh’s graduation cords.
Daddy got a trophy, cuz those pins strike clean.
Put it in there too, so that can be seen!
Obituaries displayed, with spots from dried tears,
Sit in the china cabinet to remind us they still here.
Holy Bible and lapel pins, If it matters to this family, it’s going in.
May not sell for too much, but I promise you in there aint no junk,
Put our pride on display, not in the bed trunk.
This is a temple, things we cherish, you see ‘em
We curated these things, it’s our home museum!
Good grades, grocery lists, go on with ‘frigerator magnets,
But the things that remind us how blessed we are…
Go in the china cabinet.