The Parting

I've spent so many hours with you
And planned so many things to do;
While bending over you it seems,
You're part and parcel of my dreams.
I've stood by you down through the years
Sometimes with smiles, sometimes with tears;
And countless are the little prayers
I've breathed upon you unawares.
But you have changed!-And oh, how much!
You shiver at my slightest touch,
And walk away from me indeed
When pressing is my want or need.
Old Ironing Board, your day is done:
I'll have to buy another one!

JUNE M. YAHRAUS.