The Photo

How many words can one illicit?
Ten?  A hundred? A thousand?
So many emotions captured.
Love, laughter, silliness, sadness.
A snapshot in time, seized forever.
Beautiful landscapes and squallid poverty
both captured equally.
A forgotten memory immediately back into view
or that insane hairdo from your teens.
A picture does not lie
to us or them.
It can convey a single second of life
or an immense journey 
that takes a lifetime to complete.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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March 11, 2009 at 10:20 AM
Hello Linda, well-penned piece of art. Whenever I look at my old pictures, " A forgotten memory immediately back into a view ", either it brings happiness or sadness. I like this one. Ernilando
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