before mother died
she gave me this tea cup
white porcelain
mounted with a
cherry blossom
on its side
i do not keep it
i place it on the side
of the house
along the pavement
the rain comes and fills it
the sun comes and warms it
nothing breaks
and no one.
Suki Nakamura
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-tea-cup/
