A Piece of Memory

Old china piece

A fragment of broken china
unearthed from the past;
once treasured by my mother
but broken at the last.

Its a tenuous connection
to a home no longer there,
where love and laughter reigned
amidst the daily work and care.

But things do not connect me
to a place and people gone;
its the memories that I carry
that warm my heart, each day along.