Sunday, February 17, 2013


Portraits old devoid of shine
relay and play in passing time
thoughts of then they are and were
like passing words in time occur
Remnants stitched away and felt
into the empty page to melt
thoughts confined by time's embrace
to live and love immortal grace
Blink and shutter fade and gray
into the canvased heart's display
and there they must forever stay
as time and portraits pass away

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