Picture in a frame

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Everyday i stop and stare
So many memories came to mind when i stop and think,
that simple picture of him in a frame



Back in 2006, was tragic for me;
As of today, i can still feel his presence
Sometimes i just think he talks to me in my dreams and just through the picture in a frame




Some how, i just don't know
I live through the pain everyday
Constantly crying and complaining to my grandmother
Just because of that picture in a frame



Emptying and pouring out the pain that was caused by this situation
All of this comes from looking at that rusty old picture inside a frame





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mwendt said...
Jun. 24, 2010 at 4:00 pm

Beautiful poem honey.  I still think and worry about you and your sisters and brother.   I am glad you are writing...

You will always be in my prayers,

Mrs. Wendt

 
S.2.B.T.S. replied...
Sept. 27, 2010 at 1:32 pm
thnx mrsz wendt.....this helps me relax most of the time
 
Powd3er said...
Mar. 4, 2010 at 2:35 pm
This poem has great flow and insight.
I really enjoyed it.
Lovely poem darling =]
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