Even in death, I found a friend,
Nay, many friends I should say,
For to such a state I was led;
And like many before me,
My story’s the same!
Richly adorned on a bed of velvet blue
I stayed in a window
Like others did too.
I was one of a kind, So beautiful and bright
That they stared at me
Knowing I was for them not.
But one day came a vision true
Who wanted to own me too,
And when asked, I was happy to say, ‘I do’.
I was whisked away,
Oh! it was a dream day
To chambers so rare,
Given the highest place
Among other friends.
I sat there like a Queen
Much adored for days galore.
But not for long was this state of bliss,
For something soon went amiss!
My friend the mirror told me what
And I was horrified at my lot.
My color faded and my body ruined
I was in a state far from good
For time had taken its toll; I was utterly destitute
I had been succeeded by another!
Who would face the same fate,
Sometime in the future
I was thrown in the dustbin
And there I met my kith and kin,
Along with others seen before.
Then we were young and now we were old
Facing the same fate
While ahead lay the unknown
Yes! Even in death I found friends
And I was happy you know!