memory and hope

I can feel it

there it is

my fingers

reach

desperate

to

reclaim

what was

lost

so close

they

hover

on the

threshold

of

now

and

then

the past

holds

the key

to my

happiness

in the now

and

the love

I crave

for my future.

I try to

grasp the

love

the

moment

of

happiness

from

the past

the past is

locked

and no one

has the

key

to unlock

the past

or

the future.

the now

the present

in this moment

is the only real

moment

the past

and

the future

two moments

in time

intangible

one

a memory

the other

a hope