Your Blurred Photograph

I still have it,

And on it do my eyes often fix.

I look upon it and miss you,

Remembering the time I felt love true.

 

Sometimes I stare

As my feelings aren’t spared.

Memories never slack

When I look at your blurred photograph.

 

Though I long to have you close,

You are long gone.

Day of old fill my being,

And are there for my seeing.

 

Though blurred, it’s all mine,

I treasure it as it is the only one in my sight.

For it’s the only one I call my own,

What love your blurred photograph holds.

 

I pinned it up high on my wall

Where it doesn’t appear blurry at all.

I’m happy to be able to see your face

In the only picture I could obtain.

 

Your clear and vivid memory fills my heart,

And still ignites a spark.

I see you without lack,

Despite your blurred photograph.

Reviews

[Willard Wells]

Very sad yet loving poem with beautiful heart felt words of love. Very well written. A very lovely work. Thank you for it. It makes me look at some old pictures a bit differently.

[Melinda McQueen]

Thank you so much for reading and leaving your kind review. God bless.