My fathers flower pot
A flower pot ever so unique and beautiful to show its value
Belonged to two crossed lovers
It was not too long
Thin
Short
Or wide
It was just right, careful precision; careful planning attention and sight.
It brought financial benefits to a recovery,
This was a profitable discovery.
Gold and luminous
Far from sot
My father’s flower pots
In the morning there were household designs.
At night it became a custom,
Molding
Cutting
Trimming
Painting
Red
White
Black
Green
Yellow
And shaping
In with old machines, out came something new
A hobby full of inspiration
Passion and love through condensation
My father’s flower pot
What came out of the crafts maker was him.
What was him was with him.
What was shown represented him not a limb.
A family,
Creativity and art,
My father’s flower pot.