Its a photograph
I treasure
Curled at edges
Faded slightly
Fingerprinted
Looked at nightly.
I always meant
To get a frame
Keep you trapped
In memorys lane
But somehow I knew
That would not be you.
You wore freedom
As a coat
Defining beauty
Free and bold
Like stars that twinkle
Upon landscape sky
I miss you always
Dampened eye.
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You wore freedom
As a coat
Such a great line !This is exactly how I feel when I look at a picture of a friend that changed or a loved one that is no longer here in this world! Perfectly written
thanking you, its much appreciated
A lovely write, I like the not framing of the photo, I think when people do that, they are framing what they want to remember not who the person was, enjoyed the read
very kind comments, thanking you
You are very welcome
Such a beautiful and touching poem!
appreciated, thanking you
Sad, nostalgic, a loss well written in most poetic form. Well done
very kind comment, thanks
Great write
thanking you
You're welcome
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