The Picture
For whatever reason, I do not know,
Maybe I was taking a risk,
I displayed your picture in the front row,
Right on the top of my desk.
I must admit it has been awhile,
Longer than I will admit,
Since my eyes stared at your smile,
And my heart feels a little nip.
What an eerie feeling,
To realize and consider
The smile I always loved,
I shall never see thither.
If I stare too long,
Tears start to swell,
The joyfulness leaves me,
(and) I remember the hell.
I guess I should put your picture back,
To where it was hiding,
Tucked beneath the memories,
Where my heart is safely abiding
Love Mom
Copyright © Joyce Mcclelland | Year Posted 2013
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