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"A Photograph"
I reached inside the closet
And tiptoed as I felt,
With probing fingers searching,
To take it from the shelf.
A framed familiar image
Was smiling back at me.
It took my breath to see that face,
The pain then flooded free.
They say that time can heal it,
This ache inside my chest.
I've tried so hard to carry on,
I've really done my best.
His love was like a firebrand
That heated up my world.
When death took him, it took my heat
And winter's cold unfurled.
I know I'm getting better.
Some days I leave my room.
Some mornings sunshine warms me,
And chases out the gloom.
The calendar shows springtime
Today as I recall.
Those icy days should leave me.
I won't mind that at all.
I wonder if I'll see it...
A time when I can sigh,
And look, Love, at your picture,
Then kiss your face goodbye.
Time itself will tell me,
So slow and filled with chill.
How long shall last my love, Dear?
Forevermore it will.
This was stunning piece of writing....extremely poignant and yet optimistic.......enjoyed reading it very much
Oh wow. That is beautiful! It wasn't forced or fake, it seemed like it rolled off the tongue like an unrehersed sentence, So natural. I'm jealous of your talent!
Very nicely done.
And that's one heck of a picture too.
kat