In the picture frame,
the woman stands resolute;
Every imperfection is hidden
within a cloud of tan smoke—
yet not a single stain on her
suit jacket. Through the paste,
one can see the trace of
freckles dotting her portrait…

Where is the toddler,
with the high blonde
pig-tails and vibrant
green eyes?

Where is the girl,
with the concave dimple in
her check, accentuating her
luminescent smile?

Where is the teenager,
with the freckles dotting
her nose—displaying the refreshing
sea within the heat?

Where is the young adult,
with the tears of joy when
the cap and gown were finally
placed on her giddy body?

She is lost
in the frame
of her adulthood.