I’m preparing my will
Everyone wants my sapphire ring
My niece says it would make a good engagement ring
She’d like it now
I’m not dying yet.
Too bad my closest girlfriend has high blood pressure
family history of heart disease
If I thought she’d outlive me
I’d give her my fine bone china – Real Old Willow
deep cobalt blue with gold rims
lovers on the pattern turn into birds
Today, no one wants dishes
you can’t put in the microwave.
The pale rose cup and saucer is an heirloom
Aunt Ruth left me in her will
a fragile turquoise tea cup with scalloped edges
so thin yet survives
belonged to my grandmother.
Mother rabbit holding two bunnies in each paw
revolves to the strains of Brahms’s Lullaby
marked my mother’s first grandchild
Not mere objects – memories
part of me
What’s to become of these treasures?
Oh well, at least I’ve used the good dishes.