POEM: The Photograph... 152
- Moda
- 15-08-2023 03:43
There is an old photograph in my family albums, circa 1966.It’s my mother at seventeen. When I was a little girl, I used to think, Who is this beautiful young woman in this photograph? Until I knew it was my mother when she was seventeen. A portrait of a mother as a young woman. My mother has since left this world, But the photograph stayed on my shelf. I say good morning to my mom every day as if she could talk to me. I kiss the photograph wishing that I can kiss my mom and still tell her how much I love her.
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