I see you all
Through photographs
A still of a smile
And frozen laughs
In black and white
They're olden days
Faded light
Washed out, hazed
I knew them once
I think I did
I stood there too
A brainwashed kid
But now I'm here
Where time doesn't stop
Not even for a photograph
My mind a living clock
I am still here
In all the days
And I see you
And I want to smile
I try and I do
A forgiving smile
Because although I know I can't
I wish to reach out my hand to you
Ask you why
I'm always here
- Author: A.J (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 16th, 2017 05:01
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 27
Comments2
An engaging verse of well written reflection and questions we all think of asking. Great read
Thank you very much
Wonderfully written and expressed Great write
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