Paper Memory

Glossy 4x6

into my weathered hand

lies a vision. 

A long ago memory.

Squinting eyes reflecting light

approaching the horizon.

This moment.

All was well. 

Thirteen years later 

I still gaze at this paper with the wondrous reflection.

So much affection for my person.

Light gone too soon.

still I grasp.

My hand will hold this photograph

until our souls 

meet again.