A MEMORY IN A PICTURE
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
I remove from the wall your photograph
Remembering your voice, your laugh
I see it with just my memory now
As my eyes no longer work
I hold the glass so close
Deep inside me hurts
How cruel is life I can’t see your face
My memory has important rolls to play
I wish you didn’t leave me and had stayed
Fifteen years seems
like yesterday
I remember that picture being taken
My heart had just been broken
By words that you had spoken
Telling of your news
I sank down inside my shoes
My Dearest was leaving forever
I could not cope without you
We were always together
We sat on a park bench
With the sun over our head
With the knowledge that you were going to die
My soul bled
The pain was fed
With a dish of grief
What the Doctors said
Was beyond belief
We smiled for the camera
With trees around us
The God I prayed to
Had lost my trust
Your hand in mine as we posed for the lens
Painted on smiles as we had to pretend
My hair of gold fell over my shoulders
Without wealth or brave soldiers
Sun kissed cheeks
Background hills peaked
Your charming face
Full of love and grace
I remember that picture so well
That was the day I learnt about hell
So you’re captured in this picture
A permanent fixture
I touch the frame
And feel such pain
Incredibly sad
For the loss of you Dearest Dad
I just hope I never forget how this looks
As it has been years since my eyes could see
But in my head we are together next to the oak tree
And you are a wonderful memory
A MEMORY IN A PICTURE
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
I remove from the wall your photograph
Remembering your voice, your laugh
I see it with just my memory now
As my eyes no longer work
I hold the glass so close
Deep inside me hurts
How cruel is life I can’t see your face
My memory has important rolls to play
I wish you didn’t leave me and had stayed
Fifteen years seems
like yesterday
I remember that picture being taken
My heart had just been broken
By words that you had spoken
Telling of your news
I sank down inside my shoes
My Dearest was leaving forever
I could not cope without you
We were always together
We sat on a park bench
With the sun over our head
With the knowledge that you were going to die
My soul bled
The pain was fed
With a dish of grief
What the Doctors said
Was beyond belief
We smiled for the camera
With trees around us
The God I prayed to
Had lost my trust
Your hand in mine as we posed for the lens
Painted on smiles as we had to pretend
My hair of gold fell over my shoulders
Without wealth or brave soldiers
Sun kissed cheeks
Background hills peaked
Your charming face
Full of love and grace
I remember that picture so well
That was the day I learnt about hell
So you’re captured in this picture
A permanent fixture
I touch the frame
And feel such pain
Incredibly sad
For the loss of you Dearest Dad
I just hope I never forget how this looks
As it has been years since my eyes could see
But in my head we are together next to the oak tree
And you are a wonderful memory
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