stuck in a moment
a split second
a picture of joy or even lament
You may have smiled
or maybe not
without the picture you would of forgot
Stuck in a scapbook
stuck in time
I am the picture and the picture is mine
Forever in my memory
forever in my mind
I have my pictures of memory sealed and signed
A split second it was captured
Into my past
A way to remember, and a memory find
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem