My Photograph Poem by John Carter Brown

Of all the worldly goods I own,
Of all that I possess,
One photograph means more to me,
Much more than all the rest.

Who took this precious photograph
I couldn't really say;
I only know the subject is
More lovely than the day.

A face so radiant, so serene,
And known and loved so well;
This photograph I hold so dear,
I'd never give or sell.

True beauty comes from deep within,
It's something you can't buy;
It's captured on my photograph,
And cameras never lie.

It may be silly fancy,
And mock me if you will;
But when I choose to look at it
All time is standing still.

I know I'm looking at the past,
But I don't care, you see
My Mother's eyes are filled with love,
And looking right at me.

Written Nov 1994