sharing the good stuff
my mother always told me
i had to save my good stuff
keep it for another dayso my prettiest colouring books
went uncoloured
my toys sat on their shelfher best dresses stayed in plastic
her engagement ring hidden
in its boxwhat my mother never learned
was that if you save your good stuff for too long
one day there'll be no one to share it with youPublished in SPIN 32
November 1998