Blink - Poem

Fragile things can fall and break

in the simple time it takes

to breathe.

They can slip from 

the careless hands 

of a woman, child or man 

and break. 

Some breaks 

can be rectified 

Some no matter how 

you try 

they're broken... 

from the falling or the 

dropping or the 

careless words spoken. 

In the blinking of an eye 

they slip, they crash, they drop 

they die. 

Then you're left to moan and cry 

their passing. 

Be careful with the 

things you love 

never place them high above 

where they can fall and drop and break 

in the simple time it takes 

to breathe. 

Put them in the 

safest space, 

handle with care 

and watch your pace! 

Curl your fingers 

round it's shape 

for fragile things will 

fall and break 

in the simple time it takes 

to blink. 

- Vera