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Dark Stills

by  annah

Posted: Thursday, November 28, 2002
Word Count: 69
Summary: A poem about a photo of my father

From within the speckled frame
I grasp a distant reason
It seems a lifetime ago
Another world beyond my reach

What was he thinking then?
Was he on his way home?
Or was it a very special day?
Having his photograph taken.

Brown with time and torn
Years tucked away in a dusty cupboard
And yet still he looks straight into my eyes
That strange man - my father.