Picture's Ghost Poem by Jonathan Crouch

Picture's Ghost



In a rusty frame,
on a dusty shelf,
lies a little secret,
I keep all to my self,
I may not have a penny,
but I'm richer than most,
for each day I am reminded,
by that old picture's ghost.

Thursday, January 2, 2003
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