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Thursday 20 June 2013

A MEMORY IN A PICTURE BY FIONA CUMMINGS


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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