Picture of Love

You are standing by the sea
In the picture in my mind.
You are smiling at me sweetly
With a love still undefined.

The sun was shining brightly
Upon the flowers laced with gold.
And I touch the picture gently
Of the girl I used to hold.

I hear you laughing softly
As you often used to do.
I imagine you are thinking
Of the days of me and you.

But time has come between us
As I recall our loving home.
Through the image in a picture
That I cherish all alone.


. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . John Bonus
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