The Picture

I traced you picture from my memory
Your hair still has a little gray
I could have made you look like you were twenty
But to me, you were much prettier this way

Now I'm not the artist that I used to be
So your eyes might look a little funny
The eraser on my pencil was all used up
So I'm sorry if your nose is kind of runny

Your smile looks like it did when I first saw you
That's a memory that my hands cannot forget
Your smile lit up the room when I asked you to dance
You were the most beautiful girl that I've ever met

Now that picture sits on my bedside table
Where I can see your smile every night
You're the first thing I see when the sun comes up
And the last thing before I turn out the light

I traced you picture from my memory
Your hair still has a little gray
I could have made you look like you were twenty
But to me, you were much prettier this way
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Taylor Avatar
November 14, 2011 at 6:45 PM
Delightful write, Larry. Nice going. Enjoyed. Ralph
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November 12, 2011 at 10:25 PM
enjoyed,..p.d.
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