it’s dwindling
the number to the days
to the minutes and the ways
i can live in this
i throw my arms up
and celebrate
the times are brilliant
i am grateful for every bit of it
i hold it close one last time
what used to feel so much of mine
and in my heart
i will always always cherish it
i know the harder i grip
the faster it will seem to slip
so i’m going to just
be especially present for it
it will be my whispered goodbye
the subtle tear in my eye
and a core memory of a time
of blessed encouragement
- les’nspired
