The Teapot Poem by Patricia Denise Newman
The Teapot
I have a little teapot
it's nothing very grand
just an old brown teapot
on a wooden stand
but this old brown teapot
is very dear to me
given by my mother
when I was twenty three
She told me that this teapot
once belonged to her own mother
was given to her like a shot
when she had no other
It's not a pretty teapot
very cracked and never used
but I could never part with it
it's too highly valued
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7/27/2025 11:10:23 AM # 1.0.0
Nonsense poems are fun, but this is not nonsense. Seemingly worthless things can have great nostalgic value.