Cloaked By Pictures Poem by Sean Green

The walls keep secrets well
without regard for time's span
years are the quickest blink
when looking at the passing scene

seeing all while with staring eyes
this sentinel in plain sight
invisible in the full light
of countless days and hooded nights

cloaked by pictures praising love
generations that come and go
the ghosts insisting they're alive
shadows cast in passing flight

these memories are well kept
held behind painted shrouds
echoes lost with wisdom gained
never shared beyond the same.

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