She’s picking me up

a waterfall rushing down her cheeks

covering me

as my beads absorb

the ocean in her palm 

She’s a familiar face

I remember that day

I was given as gift

Today I still reside 

Right there on your wrist

I remember that day

As I was handed to you 

There were tears in your eyes

You prepared to say goodbye

Concealing Comfort:

The day I saw you

Hanging there,

I knew we’d be the best of friends.

Bought you in a flash,

Strength in Sacrifice

Shining in the moonlight,

I knew you would be right.

Stones that shimmered,

Love that glimmered,

Whisked away,

In a dark unknown.

Long fingers pull us out.

Scrutinize.

We’re unlaced,

Laced again,

Step by step we thud against the ground.

White turns to gray,

Soles become worn,

The shoes

The ones I got for Christmas in 8th grade

The shoes I wore every day 

Even when they started to rip

And were no longer new lookiing

The shoes I wore to every event 

I remember the day you picked me out,  
A shimmer on your wrist, young and proud.  
The world was bright; you were full of dreams,  
With laughter and plans bursting at the seams.  

One day 

I crocheted a hat

I don’t really know

Why

or 

When

But the hat became 

A constant companion.

A bracelet.

The bracelet.

There's a difference.

For me, my bracelet is the bracelet.

The bracelet of my dreams.

Of my story.

Of my past.

Of my life.