INDELIBLE

nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

You left
A photograph
Upon my soul
Like faded paper
As I now
Grow old.

An indelible touch
An artists brush
In fading
Daylight
A gentle
Touch.

An angels breath
A calming voice
A tapestry in
Embroided choice
Childrens laughter
Footsteps at play
Giggles in
A cloudless day.

When sunset falls
Darkness replaces light
I sometimes hear
That calming voice
You left
A photograph
Upon my soul
As I grow old.

Author: nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) ( Offline)
Published: August 16th, 2025 01:15
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sorenbarrett August 16th, 2025 04:51
Memories that fade with time left and on occasion they are turned over and remind us of past good and bad. A lovely write
- nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)August 16th, 2025 05:02
  thanking you
- sorenbarrettAugust 16th, 2025 05:02
  You are most welcome
arqios August 16th, 2025 08:11
A beautifully framed keepsake in words; memory as touch, voice, and light, held like a faded photograph that time can’t quite erase. 🕊️🙏🏻
- nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)August 16th, 2025 10:02
  very kind, thanking you
- arqiosAugust 16th, 2025 14:27
  Most welcome dear Norman D. 🙏🏻🕊️
Keeter C August 16th, 2025 17:48
Interesting the positive memories some leave.
- nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)August 17th, 2025 01:03
  thanking you
- nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)August 17th, 2025 01:03
  thanking you

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