A Single Thread

A Single Thread

Gleaming in the morning sun
Shines this glowing thread.

It mimics a hair I once held
In my hand, twas enthralled.

And as a hair it swayed
With my breath I breathed.

In and out, it danced
My heart ensued a trance.

Like the thread did burst
A ray of hope at worst.

Spun of a lively linen
Reminded me of a woman.

Till time came to pass
Then as a thread it fell.

My last thread of hope
Spun heavily to the ground.