Poem-A-Day: Day 470

Fingers & Thumbs (Cold Summer’s Day)

Don't know what you've got 'til it's gone.
A hint of the state of your latest flame?

Won't say I told you so,
my hands were full or then some.
Nothing to show for blown mistake.
Too much shattered debris gone,
and a dumb mistake gone.

The thrill gone,
only the hurt to prove that it ever went on.

Life is a wonderful thing.

Humming the words to be who you want to be,
strong, nowhere, shine for liberty, life and pleasure.

Gone and blown it,
how can it matter?
A dumb mistake to pay shattered all,
this can't be happening!
A dumb mistake to pay.

Shattered debris have flown too few
and fast it wasn't meant to last too much.