The Silver Plate
The sulky silver plate looked down at me.
Cursing everyone under its breath.
It was tired of staring at the same ungrateful people,
People who never thanked him for its silvery reflection.
The reflection that saved many from being lost.
I looked up and thanked him.
The silver plate smiled at me.
Silvery drops blessed me.
The plate stopped cursing, it started blessing.
He was happy to know its importance.