A picture,
a memory, frozen in time.
Children's faces,
long lost places,
edged in gold.
Mantlepieces
hold the frames
of those with forgotten names,
but remembered
in ageing pictures.
Smiles,
captured forever
on your face..
in a special place..
a Photograph.
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Barbara, It's wonderfully - 10... Tsira