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I Was the Picture In a Frame

I was the picture In a frame A tornado moved Me from the wall Though my framework Is bent and dented I smile throughout It all. I was the picture In a frame Raging floods Carried me away My framework Swelled and molded Still my smile it did not sway One day the sun Came shining through Reflection fades to Transparency The effigy truly Peeled and torn IT WASN'T ME!

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Maurice Rigoler

Date: 10/31/2015 4:07:00 PM

Was surprised by the last line! Concisely written. Thanks for posting it, and thanks for stopping by. / M

Robert Lindley

Date: 10/27/2015 7:10:00 PM

Truly beautiful poem. Its the adversities that we meet and triumph over that makes us who we are. A7

Afolabi Muideen

Date: 10/27/2015 4:57:00 PM

What a beautiful poem here. I love how you conveyed your subject beautifully and brilliantly................A.M.