“Values are like fingerprints. Nobody’s are the same, but you leave ’em all over everything you do…” – Elvis Presley
She didn’t quite trust
Her own fingerprints
She wouldn’t use them
To keep her secrets locked in
For fear they would lock her out instead
She felt like her fingerprints had changed
With pressure and time
As she touched other people
Over and over
Over and over,again
Rubbing in love
Rubbing out pain
Leaving parts of her skin
Bits of her soul
In each stroke
No wonder she didn’t quite trust
Her own fingerprints
It seemed like she had
Too much of others carved into her skin
Just like the way she became
Just a little,tiny bit different
With every one she knew
Just enough to make a difference
She became who and what
Was needed at any given moment
Giving parts of her heart
Holding back parts of her body
She felt as if she was covered with the fingerprints of others
Just as surely as she had left her own
Invisible on the skin
Penetrated deep within
Down into the bones
Stained on the soul
Fingerprints
That couldn’t quite be trusted
To hold up in a court of law
But they could be trusted to hold on
To the secrets she kept
intertwined
Overlapped
Buried deep
Burned into
Her very own fingerprints
That she didn’t trust
To look the same
Over and over
Over and over,again
👣❤Jeanna’ Mead
6 46 a.m 4-7-19
Www.jeannasoul.com
My cell phone and my bank account offer the option of a fingerprint identification. I tried using it..only to get myself locked out.
I placed my finger precisely as instructed,over and over again, and it would not accept my fingerprint the second time around.
Maybe all the years of rubbing others,of burning my fingers on hot stones, cast iron pans, boiling water and this,that and another has changed my fingerprints.
I know that I have changed….I have taken all my experiences and those of the people I’ve touched and it has made me a different woman..I’m passionate..compassionate, forgiving and fiercely protective because I’ve been broken, buried,burned and blossomed into who I ask now and I wouldn’t change any of it..just like my fingerprints…these life experiences have made me who and what I was meant to be.
