Prism [Free Verse]

[cisco]

I found a small box in the attic

saved it for a better day.

I set it upon the mantle

sure to open it one day.

Tucked away in cotton

nestled so very deep.

I knew it was very fragile

this beautiful figurine.

Back upon the mantle

what a beautiful thing to me.

I was so very careful

and always hid Her away.

Those days when the light came in

a wonderful prism display.

I watched Her dance upon the mantle

but the light would always fade.

My heart was truly breaking

She had never seen the sun.

Then one day We both escaped

Me and the glass figurine.

I remember the wind

the sun and the trees.

I remember Her beautiful colors..I remember Her dancing away. Vincent