Ode To A Fallen Comrade

 

I loved you, perhaps more than I should,

But  never held back my praises.

After long years of service to kith and to kin,

Your fate now, is pushing up daisies.

Alas good friend, sturdy and true,

Of stout and ample girth.

Your brittle exterior and mottled interior,

Shall soon return to the earth.

T’was not by malice that brought you undone,

Nor the cruel hand of fate, serendip.

But a flaw, long hidden, a crack in your side,

Opened you up from handle to lip.

And now that you’re broken, no matter how hard I try,

Not with glue nor duct tape can you be mended.

Like egg-shells and snowflakes adrift in the void,

This incarnation of yours, is now ended.

Which isn’t to say you’ll not live again,

After all, we’re all made of celestial stuff.

So Bon Voyage, my companion, honest and true,

Time to rest, you’ll be reborn, soon enough.

 

Fare-you-well, Little Brown Jug

Fare-you-well, Little Brown Jug

26 comments on “Ode To A Fallen Comrade

  1. jenanita01 says:

    Always sad, when a trusted friend must pass away…

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  2. quiall says:

    A fitting eulogy to a fallen friend. Rest in peace. I will raise a cup in honour.

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  3. A.S. Akkalon says:

    Sadness! RIP, Little Brown Jug.

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  4. MaeTemson says:

    Oh no! Many condolences sent. Hard to part with a trusted friend.😔

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    • Widdershins says:

      Thank you … indeed it is … I am reduced to using a gravy-boat until a suitable replacement can be procured – not an easy task in these degenerate times. 😦

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  5. acflory says:

    -giggles- I was guessing everything from a pet to a plant. Love the little brown jug. 🙂

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  6. Jay says:

    So sorry for your loss. Perhaps a little Kintsugi is in order?

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  7. Cheers to Little Brown Jug!

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  8. This happened to my favourite coffee mug – a crack appeared – it’s holding together so far – no leaks yet the crack reminds me to go very gently. Also my husband dropped my grandmothers milk jug – one of my other precious things a year ago. We used it all the time because that’s the way I believe precious things should be used…but when it broke beyond repair I did wonder if perhaps I should have put it on a shelf and left it there.

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