A picture, some words and a bit of harsh reality
A moment of time
Captured forever
A bird never again to take flight
A flower forever in bloom
A smile never to leave your face
A sunset that never turns dark
Just a frozen piece of history
Developed into a work of art
And it all began with a simple shutter’s click
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – develop
The old photograph was faded and torn
And she held it like it was as fragile as glass
There was a tear in her eyes and sadness in her heart
She drew a heavy sigh and whispered his name
He had been taken from her far too early in life
And all she could do was dream of what could have been
At this time of the year she really missed him
Remembering his laugh and the way he would tell a story
Never would he make her laugh again
Never would he walk her down the aisle at her wedding
Never would he be the man who hung the moon in her childhood ever again
She gently placed the photograph on the table and whispered,
“Happy birthday Dad.”
The photography was old and worn.
The image was black and white
And had a grainy aspect to it.
It was all I had of him
The only thing left.
He was a fading memory
And I held the photo tight
Trying to hold on to him
For another lonely day.
