Collage of Juncture
a once vibrant, now discolored rose,
a memory of past that faded too fast
now teeters atop an old photo
my fingers stumble past it knowing
if touched its petals would crumble
it's a perpetual reminder
of how fragile life really is
the wedding photo, young lovers exchange
promises of heart till death do them part
beneath the folds of broken dreams
through my eyes it seems they belong
protected and framed within glass
yet i wonder are they ashamed
as they join together in the beyond
my childhood through the ages
a race of past, pages of life
fading to death amidst my walls
this collage of juncture can puncture
my own heart as i remember
each memory of time passing
11/02/2013
Copyright © Sandra Adams | Year Posted 2013
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