The Album - Poem by Lynda Bracegirdle
Your past is here in picture form,
Some pristine and others worn,
Memories you can't replace,
Cameos, in time and space,
Complete it now, with pictures new,
Good Luck my Friend, I'll think of you.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
I wrote the poem and included it in the letter, which accommpanied the returned album. I think I was forgiven.
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