Do you have handed down tablecloths that are so precious that they have remained in the dark for generations?
A hand embroidered napkin with a razor sharp
crease that will never see the light of day?
Whiter than white pressed runner
not given a chance to run?
Take your good linens out,
these cherished heirlooms
should be enjoyed and loved.
My mother kept all her linens packaged safely away,
waiting for a 'special occasion'
afraid one of her six kids would spill something on them and 'ruin' them.
One of the saddest things about clearing out their house
after they passed away, my mom at 69 my dad at 73,
was that that 'special occasion'
Those treasured linens remained in drawers
or in boxes
never to hear the laughter of a joke well told,
the clink of champagne glasses,
the here-here to an exceptional toast...
Never had a spot of tea.
Never a taste of cranberry dressing.
I now use all my cherished items,
whenever the opportunity arises.
Not to sound morose
Today could just be the last day of your life,
not the first.
plus most stains come out
with a little salt and club soda anyway!