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Only a Photograph

I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I now live in Daytona Beach, Florida. .

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Memories of days gone by,
still shine bright in my mind,
you've been gone so long,
still, remember your face
and your smile.
How strange it seems,
that a photograph of you,
now speaks a thousand words,
make me want to reach out,
touch your face
and be with you if only one more time.
Photographs like invisible doors,
bring daydreams where I am again yours,
together we are dancing,
sitting by candlelight,
these are the best of times -
lost so long ago somewhere in rhyme.
They say we have to wait,
till our days are through,
to be with the ones we love,
but with time some memories begin to fade,
so I am glad that a photograph,
can bring you back to me,
as you once were,
when you and I were together,
keeping the memories alive,
our love will never die,
till I can see you clearly before me -
when my days on Earth are through.

© 2020 Gypsy Rose Lee

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