A Faded Picture
A faded picture
Full of hope
With mother and child
Ahead the unfurled
Road lays crumble now
In a forgotten drawer
Memories held
In black and white
Faded with each
Passing night
Were only relived
When they temporarily
Came to light
The mother’s grave now
Overgrown with tears
The child’s face now
Overgrown with years
And the faded picture
Now lies still with hope
Copyright © Brian Kilpatrick | Year Posted 2011
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