Today's the anniversary
Of when my parents wed,
But they're not here to celebrate
Since both of them are dead.
Their wedding picture's in a frame;
They're young and all a'glow,
With hairdos in the styles once worn
So many years ago.
I wasn't yet a glimmer in
Their thoughts that happy day.
The future was a question mark
But they were on their way.
And now our years together
Live in memory's secret file.
On days like this I take a peek,
For just a little while.
Sunday, August 24, 2014
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