Folds of forever

I take a piece of cloth

I fold it.

Once for the day we learned that you would arrive.

I hold it.

 

I fold it.

Twice, for the joy we felt at being truly alive.

I hold it.

 

I fold it.

Thrice, for when you were born on that beautiful day.

I hold it.

 

I fold it.

Four times, for love so strong that no words can say.

I hold it.

 

I fold it.

Thousands of times more and nothing will sever.

I hold it.

 

I fold it.

Beyond counting, into the folds of forever.

I hold it.

 

 

 

Inspired by October Writing Prompts 

from Putting My Feet in the Dirt

Thoughts and Perspectives From the Mind of a Common Girl