by Wandering Muse

Created on: June 26, 2010

The history of you

is in your hands

and what you made with them

(or neglected to make).

Were you a poet or painter or entertainer?

Did you stroke a loved ones' hair when they were sleeping?

Did you catch that big fish that we still remember?

Did you sew that hem, fix that squeak,

smooth away a shuddering dream?

Do you also remember all those loves

that slipped through your fingers

all the chances you did not take?

Do those lost memories make you ache

with uncompromising sadness?

My hands

have inked the last i,

crossed the last t,

and with them

I am buying my freedom

from your tyranny.

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