Poem -
A Kodak Moment
Echoes of you reverberate
In our silent house.
Minutes crawl like hours
since i lost you.
Your pipe and book
still sitting by your chair.
ur old wedding album
Is in front of me.
It was so long ago...so very long ago.
Yet the years ran by us like a deer.
I hold your old sweater to my breast
Reaching for you as I always did.
I thread the old celluloid film
onto the wheels of the ancient projector.
It flickers and whirs
As you are resurrected once more
Splendid and handsome in your wedding tux
I stand beside you
Your young bride in white.
You say to God I do.
Repeating out loud
my old nuptual vow
I whisper softly
I do too honey.
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