What about the plate

Plates
Shatter
Like
A frozen lake with a brick thrown in.
another layer of snow,
Helps the ice heal and grow,
Back to being frozen,
And in time it’s no longer broken.

the plate will never be the same,
And in the dust pan and brush,
It goes into the bin.
Off to the skip.
Never to be seen…

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