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Flames and Frames

And here I am this lonely, moonless night
                         All by myself in golden candlelight
The room is still, as I begin to think
       My thoughts alone would have me take a drink
 
But then, I see across the low-lit room
             Just what I need to lift me from this gloom
A table stands, three tiers to make a shelf
                     For picture frames, my family, myself

Each one I see, a simple work of art
        By love displayed, each one to touch my heart
For Grandma’s smile, a frame of gilded glow
      To warm my purpose more than you could know

A setting formed of jewels, sapphired delight
    Surrounds my sweetest mother, dressed in white
My turn on Santa’s knee when I was three
            Is mounted red and green, now just for me

My brother’s love, a birthday cake in view
               The mem’ries call me, just to name a few
So as my candle flickers its demise
               The tears of love and joy now fill my eyes   

For could I ever really be alone
         Oh, not with all the love that I’ve been shown 
I think now as I start to say goodnight
                   I’ll sleep well with such reverie in sight

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Michael Tor

Date: 6/26/2023 1:16:00 PM

Love this one my friend. Wow! Touched my heart as I went through my memories and realized I am not alone. A favorite Mike...

Mike Gentile
Date: 6/26/2023 1:30:00 PM

Michael, thank you so much !!

Deb M

Date: 6/26/2023 4:56:00 AM

What can l say about this unbelievably touching beautiful poem Mike. Family and the ones we love are truly what really matters in this life and your poem says that perfectly….Love , love and love it!! Debx

Mike Gentile
Date: 6/26/2023 5:13:00 AM

Thank you so very much Deb xxoo

Vijay Pandit

Date: 6/25/2023 5:11:00 AM

Splendid memories elegantly conveyed, Mike. For could I ever really be alone Oh, not with all the love that I’ve been shown --so true. We live on that love.

Mike Gentile
Date: 6/25/2023 5:25:00 AM

We certainly do, don't we! Thank you Vijay and Happy Sunday!

John Loving Iii

Date: 6/24/2023 7:42:00 PM

Bam!!! The first one I read from you. You know what poetry is the formulas that work. Every memory that is yours is also mine. And I could read it without stopping. It's a 10 my friend.

Mike Gentile
Date: 6/25/2023 4:44:00 AM

Thank you John so much for your kind words !!!

I Am Anaya

Date: 6/24/2023 6:01:00 PM

Keepsakes are there to remind us that we are not alone, Mike a descriptive share that came to life as I read on. Cherishing with a favorite gesture! Xhugs

Mike Gentile
Date: 6/25/2023 4:45:00 AM

Thank you so much Anaya xxoo

Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 6/24/2023 3:38:00 PM

Such a wondeful write Mike, shelves to put up where you can place your special frames discovered in a low lit light when alone, but frames bring back such wonderful memories, that you can never be alone. Absolutely love this poem. Hugs and blessings. Jennifer.

Mike Gentile
Date: 6/25/2023 4:45:00 AM

Thank you so much Jennifer, happy Sunday xxoo

Bill Baker

Date: 6/24/2023 3:28:00 PM

Beautiful tribute to your family and what they mean to you, Mike. Great attitude my friend. Enjoy your weekend. Bill

Mike Gentile
Date: 6/25/2023 4:44:00 AM

Thank you Bill, Happy Sunday!!

Heidi Sands

Date: 6/24/2023 2:41:00 PM

This is so well expressed and so special. I could feel it and I could see the room and photos, etc too. I felt like I lived it. You gave us a positive turn in the writing that we can think about in the lonely times so many of us can identify with. Superb writing Mike. A Fave :)

Mike Gentile
Date: 6/24/2023 2:47:00 PM

You are always so kind to me Heidi, thank you xxoo