Appreciate

It’s the little things-
every moment passes
the memories so important
when all has changed and
what you’re left with is a dry residue
of what you think it felt like.
What you wish you’d noticed, held
the details long since scattered
or never quite contained
Unfairly
unaware how much that moment (movement,
expression, feeling,
mannerism) would mean later
Unreachable
And change, unavoidable

minutes (moments, lives,)
Like grains of sand
slipping through our fingers

Reviews

[Jon Roggie]

Great write. These are the inspirations.

[Renée]

Very lovely piece! I have always wished for a button to my head..to capture moments… you poem is so spot on in capturing this feeling !

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:: wow... this is beautiful... the transient nature of life's precious moments is always telling us to treasure life more so that we don't miss moments in the future...

:: it's absolutely lovely to read your sensitive poetry again... your wisdom shines through in a very special way in this piece... i'm gonna cherish my moments more now... shall try not to miss any... and then also write about them... so that they at least live through words...