Archive-name: Poetry/snapshot.txt

Archive-author: Ariel Witch

Archive-title: Snapshot

     


 You fade in my memory

 like some ancient,

 yellowed photograph

 on which creases

 have muddied the faces

 and time

 erased their expressions.

 Perhaps those people

 were smiling

 when the obliging camera

 froze them into permanence,

 I can no longer tell.

 Perhaps once,

 you smiled also.


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