Fingerprints on the doorway

today in the frenzy of spring cleaning

I wiped off the fingerprints on the top of the door facing.

Those prints were yours
an imaginary lay-up as you went through the doorway of my room
it was a time when you were younger
you had to jump to touch the top
now all you have to do is raise your arm to touch it

now you are gone with a life of your own
leaving an empty space in my house
leaving an empty space in my life

all that is left
are those juvenile fingerprints
at the top of the door
and now those are gone too

so quickly
with one swipe of a cloth