It’s a perfect picture day, Petra.
Let’s make that perfect picture…
picture perfect.
Let’s snap some pictures,
Snap, snap
Perfect.
It’s a perfect picture with you and me.
The sunrise in daylight, shadows at dawn,
are perfect for that photo.
As the ocean moves, you hear the waves on the sand.
I feel so sleepy, it’s so peaceful
a perfect place for a picture
near the Pacific Ocean, you and I.
“Beautiful,” he said.
A nice house on the beach we’d wish were ours…
until we saw the sign: for sale.
We broke our pockets for that beautiful, breathtaking beach house.
This is our home.
Snap, snap
Let’s make memories and make the perfect pictures;
picture perfect.
The wind makes our hair dance,
the sunlight paints our smiles golden.
Every laugh, every glance
captured in a moment that feels everlasting.
Hands touch, hearts connect,
and the world fades to just us.
It’s a perfect picture day, Petra.
Let’s make that perfect picture…
picture perfect.
Snap, snap
Perfect.
A memory framed in light, forever ours.
In a perfect picture frame.
Poetic Works of Petra Fafina Marina Patrice
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Pictures, memories frozen in time. A poem of what was, could be, wishes of the past framed. Nicely done
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Petra, beautifully written…snap by snap, waves, light, laughter...all framed in memory. It’s tender, bright, and lasting, a perfect picture in words. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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