I held her picture
Posed for posterity
A picture of a young girl
In a summer dress
A “hand me down”
Pattern faded
With fraying hem
A pretty young woman
Face of innocence
Framed by brown
tousled hair
Naïve and unaffected
Unsure of her beauty
And more beautiful
Because of it
Such a wonderful
snapshot
Of a perfect moment
So long ago
I fell in love with
her that day
My heart melted
Like the snow in
spring
I love her still
And every day in
between
Tears welled in my
eyes
As I looked at that
picture
Of naïve beauty
And they fell
unchecked
As I remembered
The woman she became
And the love we shared
Until she was taken
from me
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