Private Poetry 1

The Moment by Kent Knowlton

I found it
I thought it was lost.
The relief
Was about the cost.
Still, fearing
Was about…the end of a memory.

I clutched it
I knew it was mine.
The touching
Was about the design.
Now, wondering
Was about…who owned it erstwhile.

I tested it
I imagined it gone stale.
The worry
Was about betrayal.
Next, resenting
Was about…the march of time.

I cleaned it
I cared for its hue.
The claiming
Was about its value.
Being surprised
Was about…its claim on me.

I put it up
I vowed to protect.
The resolution
Was about my neglect.
Sensing hope
Was about…infinity.

I lost it
I could not prevent.
The revelation
Was about my intent.
Gathering strength
Was about…its gift to me