Picture Frames Poem by Joshua Bosworth
Picture Frames
As I look down upon myself
From a line of three
All hanging in our metal frames
We wonder what I’ll be
There’s one that’s dead and one that’s old
And one that’s sad, that’s me
Two sailors and a soldier watch
I wonder what they’ll see
Three months until I go away,
I Hope they’ll cherish me
All hanging in our metal frames
We wonder what I’ll be
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8/28/2026 1:37:03 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Really well thought out piece, good flow with an ease on the eye.. Regards Jon