Fingers Couldn’t Hold

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Fingers Couldn’t Hold

 

Rays of sunlight slip

Through open fingers

As they try to catch,

To grasp

The warmth.

To hold the golden waves

Filtering down through

Sheer curtains

As the strength of the light

Fades in the

Growing evening.

Creating shadow figures

That drift and dance

In the slow progression

Of the sun to its

Nighttime wanderings in other lands.

As nighttime falls

Those fingers are left

Alone and empty,

Left with only memories

Of what they couldn’t

Ever really hold.

 

Inspired by an image. True of life – there are always things that slip through our fingers that we want to hold onto.

What has slipped through your fingers?

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