Handprint: NaPoWriMo2020, Day 12

 

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Once stars shimmered brighter in the night,

and you left your handprint, a symbol on the wall,

the red ochre now faded, but it was a brilliant sight

once. Stars shimmered brighter in the night

then. I wish I could see that light–

trace it–like your mark where you stood tall

once. Stars shimmered in the night,

and you left. Your handprint, a symbol on the wall.

 

The prompt for Day 12 of NaPoWriMois to write a triolet. I haven’t written one of these in a while, and it seems harder than I remember.