the journal of literature and the arts at saint david’ s school
Slender fingers turn my crown, My own hands hover, Sweep and turn with grace, Careful not to touch My face: clean, reflectant, And legible. Simple.
Slender fingers turn my crown, My spring, poised and tight. My body holds my parts inside. What’ s most important is within, Not a scratch, Not delicate …. A watch.
# 3: Memory Time
Passed down from generations. Great grandfathers to grandfathers to fathers to sons. Not any gift— a watch; not any watch— a story, a piece of history a piece of responsibility a piece of memories.
~ Brooks B.
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