The teardrop explodes
Doing a spot of midnight dusting,this teardrop paperweight caught the light. One of my treasures and almost the earliest object I can remember,it sat on a shelf of the what-not in the corner of my grandparents' chilly front room. I wonder how it came to be there,and where it will be when another sixty-five years have passed.
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